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ghost freestyle - santa sallet lyrics

looking for girls with a derriere
ghosting in that whip you can’t see me cause i’m barely there
christmas everyday instead of every year
in your girls bed like a teddy bear
and i give her sweaty hair
f*cking in that heavy air
make that p*ssy drip like some perrier
santa always dripped dressed in heavy wear
always looking fresh anywhere wearing any wear
giving steady stares, ain’t got no time for your petty cares
i could never smell defeat like i got a pedicure
santa k!ll the beat, motherf*cker need some medic care
bury their bodies, make sure that they don’t reappear
im smoking h*lla weed like a connoisseur
breathing heady air til im higher than bombardier
sipping belvedere and some rum like a buccaneer
an entrepreneur getting rich off a penny share
my financier do my taxes, make em disappear, don’t interfere
rapper of the f*cking year
and you ain’t nowhere near
you at the bottom and i’m over here
making sure you don’t overhear
the plans i got to persevere, i’m so severe
causing a racket like a racketeer, in another gear
f*cking three b*tches like the musketeers, who volunteer
to suck my d*ck in a way that seem so sincere, don’t interfere
smoking green like i shot the grinch
f*cking with santa, no one seen ’em since
since i made dollars, no one seem me since
(get it? dollars? cents?)
f*cking with santa, no one seen me since
since i made dollars, no one seem ’em cents
stacking up my paper like a tube of chips
i’m too legit, even being broke couldn’t me quit
pull up in another whip
pulled over cause i went too quick
throw some ds on that b*tch
riding on some titty tips
writing on some litty sh*t
i’ma be a self made millionare
billionaire, investing in some trillionaires
only see myself when i look in the mirror
my only enemy is my silly fears* don’t take me there
boasting and gloating, then poof, i’m gone in thin air
ghosting and floating, no roof, i drive in midair
i’m so debonair, i’m a dragon with some gold in my lair
i got gold in the air, i’m talking gold in the lear
my skin golden and fair, cause i am the sun
sonning all these n*ggas cause they ain’t the one
or the two, tell me, what you gonna do?
when you living rich and your house is like a zoo
spend it all responsibly? tell me it ain’t true
when the money and women running round looking for you
what you gonna do?
cause ima get my money and invest with care
then get up in that ass like i’m living there
big ass booty, i don’t need a chair
cloudy from the green, money in the air
baby make it rain, make it jiggle, yea
baby make it bounce, make a n*gga dare
with that figure yea, she don’t need a man
she gone need a van with a couple grand
tig ‘ol bitties like she from j*pan
f*cking with santa cause she know she can
ride my reindeer
don’t contain fear
we all saints here
got my rain gear
make it rain dear
baby aim here
you can reign here, unstrained here
spell your name here…

- santa sallet lyrics

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