Christmas Song

[Verse 1: Jay Worthy] I be about it, I've been about it I love my hood, I spring the shot And I throw it up, I rep the crown And you saw my cap, it's in my blazes on Everywhere, I beat my cases Across the board, golden laces I'm mortified, into the races My bitch is fluent, she speak my language Hop the flight while my killers hanging We pistol grip 'em, we really banging I ain't with this shit, I don't really claim it Record settin', this is really anxious So I clip this shit if you perpetratin' T-Y clique they ain't never playin' We pistol poppin', you pistol playin' I'm done with talking, killer what you saying [Chorus: Jay Worthy] Pulling down I'm pulling down I'm pulling down I'm pulling down my socks Pulling down I'm pulling down I'm pulling down my socks [Verse 2: Jay Worthy] Polo on my top Polo on my socks I fuck around for rent, a mansion or a shop I hold 'em down for my block Hope [?] drop in that pot I cook it 'til it's a rock You slip and you could get popped Lil L turn yourself in Be one of my killers still lock The dumb times too high My home best [?] The game had been called up I wanna leave it behind I'm pullin' down on my socks Four X's all in my Sprite [Chorus] My sprite, my sprite, my sprite, my sprite My sprite, my sprite, my sprite (Pulling down I'm pulling down I'm pulling down I'm pulling down my socks I'm pulling down my socks I'm pulling down my socks)