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trill christmas - trillnagi lyrics

[intro: trillnagi, mariah carey]
make my wish come true
all i want for christmas
is you

[verse 1]
this christmas, got a big booty b*tch on my wishlist
gout a couple of m’s i ain’t kiddin’
got some [?], a bottle of henny
and i, don’t care for the he say she say
if a n*gga act up let the heat spray
and my mans run it back like a relay
hold on, wait, i’m gettin’ cake every day
it’s crazy i do what i do cause i don’t give a f*ck what a n*gga gon’ say
it’s crazy i move how i move {?}
f*ck these n*ggas keep actin’ cappin’, d*mn, my money keep pilin’ adding
wait, hold on, why these n*ggas be starin’ for so long
if he want a pic tell him we’ll make a fl!ck, choppa sing like mariah in this song
and she call me a d*ck but she still let me hit, pullin’ up to the crib in no thong
and lil mamma a treesh, put your clothes on
and i still keep that icе and that frozone
we [?] make it two*tonе(two, tone)
and i want to take a trip ’round the whole world, wait
i’m just playin’, like b*tch what the f*ck am i sayin’
real talk my bad i ain’t even mean to say sh*t
no time in the past and i’m chasin’ off in a demon, h*llcat racin’
[?] be punchin’ like mayweather, why you dressed my n*gga, just do better
i just might f*ck around get a new beretta
but i still got a glock inside the sweater
crazy, wavy, i’m of the 42 baby(wavy, baby)
b*tch a n*gga goin’ broke again, i got a 30 baby(baby)
and when i walk up in the room, everybody better move
tell them: “n*gga bust a move”, sip the muddy like it’s juice
i get to the cheddar, the money my language ain’t talking rosetta
when i got to make it my n*gga won’t let up
applyin’ the pressure my n*gga, get wet up
woah, can i do, can i do
cause baby all, a*a*all
uh, okay okay, okay okay
yeah, okay okay okay okay okay okay
okay okay, okay okay
okay o*, okay o*, okay o*
[outro]
merry motherf*ckin’ christmas, [?], gang gang gang gang n*gga
happy motherf*ckin’ christmas, have a good day, have a good f*ckin’ night
n*gga get your f*ckin’ bread up
like i’m not playin’ wit’ you n*gga, get your motherf*ckin’ bread up
cause christmas is coming, sh*t, sh*ts getting colder
get your f*ckin’ bread up
let’s f*ckin work n*gga
baaaabyyyy

- trillnagi lyrics

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