Ras Kass - Yellow Snow - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[INTRO] Merry Christmas to you (x4) [Verse 1] Black Friday, that's why, they camping out at Walmart Pepper spraying old ladies just to buy a xbox Cyber Monday, online Copped about a dozen ball caps, fitted hats, beanies, and snap backs 'Tis the season to get wasted Moms in the kitchen, I sneak in and taste it Feliz navidad, she makin' tamales So deck the hall with boughs of holly Doc Hollywood gigs, they DJin' parties Mrs Claus in stripper heals, she playin' naughty My belt buckle made of mistletoe So give a kiss below and my dick will grow Ho... Ho... Ho... Ho Ho Ho Hollywood girls like clubs full of snow Red nose, from sniffin' all the blow Call'em Rudolph, get laid on my North Pole Now sit on Santa's lap and tell me what you want Just make it quick while Santa smokin' on this honk My flow nasty, kinda like fruitcake Let's celebrate, I got a dreidel in my suitcase Happy Hanukkah, word to Harvey Levin Cause I'm on fire, like menorahs on day seven And rappers are in danger, call they Suge Knight Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night [Hook] Never been to Big Bear but the only thing I know Yo! Don't eat the yellow snow! Lakeshore Christmas purp and yellow Yo! Don't eat the yellow snow! They ski in Hollywood with a nose full of blow But Yo! Don't eat the yellow snow! Never been to Big Bear and I'll probably never go But Yo! Don't eat the yellow snow! At ninety degrees in Cali, ain't no throwin' snow balls Catch me at the liquor store buyin 40s like ole dog Yo dog! Move to Calabasas? Fo sho dog! Only black nigga in town like Cleveland in Quahog I don't celebrate Christmas, don't expect shit But Moms usually give me something, I damn sure accept it Mainly the season is trife, spendin' money on shit you can't afford Buying things for people you don't like Fourth quarter, music industry shut down Big dogs droppin' albums, livin' it up now Bitches like the snowman, nose all frosty Fine as fuck except for the coke bugger that accosted me Christmas eve, back found myself in Times Square Randomly ran in to this Filipino dime there Swear to God this all true I was just strollin' down Broadway Tryin to figure out what to do Walkin towards each other, she looked so familiar Caught eye contact, walked past then I looked back We turned around at the same time, We stopped She said, "I met you in LA last year, by the way I'm Visitin' my sister, but I ain't got no plans." So we headed to Pete's tavern and got drunk man Next thing you know, we uptown at my apartment On the couch she straddled me, cowgirl, it's poppin' Then she started squirtin', man it was somethin' Forgot to lock the front door, my Harlem chick, Winter, comes in Catches me mid-stroke with this girl I'm fuckin' Winter jaw drops but she never says nothin' Turns around and walks out the front door without a word For real, I'm not frontin' And baby never knew cause she was facin' me And I was facin' the door, best Christmas in the world [Hook] [OUTRO] Merry Christmas to you (x4)
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