CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Get Silly

Holiday Season, ay
Holiday Season
Trapaholics
Uh huh, yeah, yeah, listen, ok

Now-now-now, now, I'm a dime, you a nickel-ette, light skinned-ed pigment
Write my own sh*t, y'all copyrighting infringement
I eat these rap b*t*hes, somebody get me a dinner mint
Pu**y make him tattoo my name upon his ligament (Kyuh)
F**k wrong with them, my nerves they keep tweakin’
(Holiday Season, n***a)
Tell them I'm the chief, I'm runnin' with Mohikans
Tell them this is church, and tell them I am the deacon
Tеll them that I'm Black, Chinese, and B***еr Pecan
Pull up in the Range, I'm givin' them more reasons (Them more reasons)
Hit up Lil Wayne, while I'm in the 4 Seasons (The 4 Seasons)
Tell Gudda, Mack, and Kidd Kidd I'm here
I'm colder than a cough, I'm wetter than swimwear
Got all these little b*t*hes, g-gettin' p-pink hair
I'm pretty and I'm fly, I'm up in the pink Lear (Uh)
I needed an a**istant, I got me a pink queer (Uh-huh)
Decorated his office, with flowers and pink chairs (Chairs, chairs, chairs)
C'yeah
Listen...
Nicki Minaj, Nicki Lewinsky, The Mistress
Where the f**k is the president?
Young Money