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This Christmas
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Destroy Lonely
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Yeah, yeah, yeah Me and a ounce, n***a, this Christmas Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah I can't be broke, nah, n***a, f**k that Bet it all, put it on the table Lil' b*t*h, I'm plugged in like a cable No, I can't be broke, nah, n***a, f**k that That chop' make him dance, n***a, Ayo Teo My angel wings didn't come with halos And we duckin' 12, n***a, gotta lay low And I'm seein' life from many different angles I feel like Xanman, n***a, hell yeah Smoking real gas, you can smell that In the trap, where the f**kin' bales at? I was outside, n***a, f**k cla** Just like a house, n***a, way I'm goin' in And we havin' racks, n***a, guess it's pay-to-win It's a get-money-house, can't let a hater in It's just me and a ounce, n***a, this Christmas And we havin' hella fun gettin' money up Let it stack up to the moon See, I had to run it up, couldn't make it back Guess I left way too soon And I'm movin' fast, n***a, real, real fast All you hear is f**king "zoom" Think I don't get no guap, n***a, you a fool And when I f**ked your thot she ate me like some food When I'm with my Blood, n***a, suu-woo Hang with a Crip, n***a, Blue's Clues Both of my gang members keep a tool And they shootin' right at you When I'm off this Perc', yeah, I'm movin' slow-mo And my life feel like a movie And I know it hurts when you see me goin' up And I don't give a f**k what you doing And I take my heart off my sleeve Put that sh*t in my double-cup and I just keep it movin' I remember back then they was laughing at me I was geeked up, they was callin' me stupid I can't be broke, nah, n***a, f**k that Bet it all, put it on the table Lil' b*t*h, I'm plugged in like a cable No, I can't be broke, nah, n***a, f**k that That chop' make him dance, n***a, Ayo Teo My angel wings didn't come with halos And we duckin' 12, n***a, gotta lay low And I'm seein' life from many different angles I feel like Xanman, n***a, hell yeah Smoking real gas, you can smell that In the trap, where the f**kin' bales at? I was outside, n***a, f**k cla** Just like a house, n***a, way I'm goin' in And we havin' racks, n***a, guess it's pay-to-win It's a get-money-house, can't let a hater in It's just me and a ounce, n***a, this Christmas Yeah, yeah, yeah I can't be broke, nah, n***a, f**k that
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