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"Merry Christmas, Bitches"
(Verse 1)
Coming through the chimney, bitch, that ain't my interest
I'm kicking down the front door waving four-fours as my entrance
I'm something' like Santa, yeah, I'm bringing gifts, kid
Noillib Pot sweaters for fellas and dick for the bitches
Ok I'm shitting on this niggas and all these ho-ho-hoes
My white bitch call her Rudolph 'cause the snow give her red nose
Swear I'm colder than the pole where Santa dwells with elves
Nice on the mic but been getting coal since I was twelve
Young nigga bad as hell yo' bitch bad as well
When I fuck her you gon' tell like the sample she gon' yell
Like Christmas never fails to come 'round every year
Boy, I never ever failed on my duty to excel
Man, don't question my drive none of my raps are a lie
Is Top that guy? Come on, nigga, do reindeer fly?
It's such A Wonderful Life, what would it be with no me?
For one thing, a lot more dudes would have the chance to emcee, B
(Chorus)
Haa! Yeah! Merry Christmas, Bitches!
Yeah, You wanted real shit on your wishlist!
Yeah! Well, I got plenty come and get it!
Ok, Ok! Merry Christmas, Bitches!
(Verse 2)
I don't gift wrap I gift rap: It's a present on each track
Niggas using my old style that's worn out, boy, keep that
Ya'll know I bring heat back like the first week of Spring
Jesus the Lord and Savior but Top Billion's king
Nigga, I'm just doing my thing no pine but I'm smoking on tree
I wear a mistletoe bracelet just so hoes have to kiss the ring
Nigga it's 'bout to get obscene but I just gotta take it there
I skeet on these hoes bare faces call it Santa's Beard
Ok, gifts for the fam… Music for the fans
Brahms on the beat… So that's why it jams
Money's in my hand… Getting more's in the plans
I'm a beast with the ice… Abominable Snowman
(Chorus)
Yeah, I said Merry Christmas, Bitches!
Yeah! You wanted real shit on your wishlist!
Ugh! Well, I got plenty come and get it!
Ugh! Ok, Merry Christmas, Bitches!
Haa! Yeah, Merry Christmas, Bitches!
Yeah! I said Merry Christmas, Bitches!
Yeah! I said Merry Christmas, Bitches!
Yeah! You want that real shit come and get it!!
(Verse 3)
One time for Mary-Jo, two times for Baby Jesus
Three times for them Wise Men and Chuck Norris
He came to seem him
That myth I don't believe in but I do fuck with the season
'Cause now I got more reason for smoking, drinking, and eating
And nigga this plate I'm cleaning by the time that I'll be leaving
Yo' bitch'll be on my dick and all your eggnog I'll be peeing
Yeah it's gonna be a good X-mas I'm 'bout to text all my exes
DTF, see who check, and smash whoever I'm feline'
Just 'cause I'm like that it's my life I write that
It's all real not like fact so real cats play my tracks
'Til sunrise it's nitecaps like Santa's trips over maps
Niggas know I won't come back 'til I snatch whole stack
Yeah, eating Christmas cookies: light snack
Eating Brahms beats: now that's a meal that'll make me might nap
Top stay with tight raps but what'd you expect
I can't come with nothing less as my Christmas gift
Haa… Yeah, Merry Christmas, Bitches.
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"Southern Comfort"
(Verse 1)
Ok, first thing out my mouth before you know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Hip-Hop ain't never die that bitch just moved down to The South
Let me chill keep it trill slower here but we ain't sittin' still
We chase money big bills and sit old schools on Sprewells
Southern swag that's all we have
We say "mane" not "man" we say "ya'll," "you all"-s banned
We say "ain't" not "you can't"
We like 808s they jam and love battles of the bands
Our weeds the color of foreign flags
Green, orange, and blue strands, nigga
(Chorus)
No place in the world like The Dirty South
Good food bad bitches, boy, you know what we about
Smoking on that loud getting higher than a kite
When you come to The Bottom it's a different way of life
It's that Southern Comfort -- Southern Comfort
It's that Southern Comfort -- Southern Comfort
It's that Southern Comfort -- Southern Comfort
When you come to The Bottom it's a different way of life
Ayy
(Verse 2)
Yeah, young niggas with ambition: 20 years old and driver Benzes
Oh my bad it's a Beamer but it's so clean I can't tell the difference
When niggas come south they chillin why you think so many people visit?
Cruise in Houston, New Orleans boozing, and Miami got them bitches
Atlanta you go for the strippers, Memphis you go to take pictures
Pensacola you go for the beaches and Virginia got loud reefer
In the Carolinas you'll find, bruh, dudes riding loud with they speakers
And Mississippi is really gritty but I love the food and the people
To The South, man, there ain't no equal
It's the home for all Black People
When them Crackas got 'em to go pick cotton
We all had to come to the bottom
In The South niggas know how we rocking'
We chilled out, we trilled out, we sipped out
On that brown come trip out get killed out, nigga
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
We get tourists from all over from October to October
Down south the home of lean so you know that we gon' drive slower
Even white folks cool toward ya ain't that many rednecks
Out chicks backsides mad wide 'cause you know they all cornbread fed
We say "round" not "friend" we don't dap we finger-bend
When we smoke we eat the stem
Well, I do, I don't know 'bout them
We keep it real no pretend sipping Henny taking shots of gin
So much smoke need oxygen steadily counting them Benjamins
Yeah rest in peace to Pimp C and Big H.A.W.K.
Big Moe and all the other great artists that we lost
Makes you want to count your blessings
And protect them at all costs
Here as my home is one of mine… as you thought
(Chorus)
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"Little Man"
(Verse 1)
Say, little man, go do your thing, little man
But just be safe, little man, niggas now don't play, little,
Them boys will spray, little man, and I ain't talkin' bout paint from a can
They keep them Ks, little man, they'll put 'em in face, little man
It's a cold ass game, little man, things don't stay the same, little man
If you gon' play, play with a plan 'cause shit will change, little man
Stack up ya change, little man, stay in ya lane, little man
Say "Fuck these lames," little man, focus your aim, little man,
You won't be my little man always forever, fam
I know you look up to me and wanna do what I did in the past
But, aye, peep game, little man, I did my thang, little man
Now you turn it up, little man, go do what I did times ten
Live it up when you can, little man, remember where you stand, little man
The world's in your hands, little man, be firm with the grip, little man,
It's M.O.E., little man, nothing good's free, little man
Grind to succeed, little man, put on for the team, little man
(Chorus)
Aye, I'm giving game to my young nigga
Giving game to my young nigga
On how to make his funds bigger
So he won't be no dumb nigga
Giving game to my young nigga
Giving game to my young nigga
On how to make his funds bigger
So he can see the big picture
My little man
Aye, that's my little man
Hey, that's my little man
Yeah, that's my little man
My little man
Aye, that's my little man
Hey, that's my little man
Yeah, that's my little man
(Verse 2)
Aye, do you say "Fuck you" to those who say different
Stay true and faithful to values you can respect
Keep new dudes out your crew you don't need that many friends
As for hoes it all depends just don't cuff any of them
Uh-huh, little man, keep yo' head up, little man
The road gets rough, little man, but I know you tough, little man
Niggas will bluff, little man, know who to trust, little man
Get your bands up, little man, pockets as buff as they can
Yeah show your stuff, little man, it's cool to stunt, little man
But know up front, little man, jackas run up, little man,
So keep that strap, little man, in the streets and sheets
Watch these freaks you don't want your little man to leak
So keep a latex or a sheep
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
Do what's right, little man, you only got one life, little man
Karma will bite, little man, so play shit nice, little man
Gotta earn your stripes, little man, everything has a price, little man
Might have to sacrifice a hand just to save face, little man
Don't settle in a place, little man, don't catch no case, little man
Watch for them Jakes, little man, and take few breaks, little man
I know you'll be great, little man, I should call you Ace, little man
You got what it takes, little man, I just can't wait, little man
No time to waste, little man, no need for haste, little man
Let's stack this cake, little man, then shine in their face, little man
It's ours to take, little man, the Earth's our turf, little man
Let's put in that work, little man, and get what we're worth, little man
(Chorus)
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