and Bruce Burch, La-Po Music (BMI)/Bruce Burch Publishing (SESAC) CHORUS Grandpa got runned over by a John Deere Walking home from the Moose Lodge Christmas
Ya'll hear me though Young Hov got the block on smash And everybody and their momma want to stop my cash Everybody want drama with the top of the brass
When Jack Frost came for Christmas With a brass monkey date The rail king and the scarecrow Hopped a Florida freight And they blew on their paper cups
a funny little man... Push a button 'n ask fo money: There's a dollar in his hand!) (Check his wallet) We gotta send Sanny claus back to de Rescue Mission! Christmas
being very quiet so I went back to sleep. And then I heard a noise deep in my bowels. It reminded me of Christmas trees because it was so green. And
And passing by a village square He heard a brass quartet Whose christmas concerto in the key of g He felt lighten his every step [CHRISTMAS CONCERTO] [
's a dollar in his hand!) (check his wallet) We gotta send sanny claus back to de rescue mission! Christmas don't make it no more! Don'tcha know that
typical "charanga" style of music. a powerful sound was achieved by the nasal so G background vocals, the blend and performance of the brass
that chocolate stick, open up two bottles Of that brass monkey on some drunkie shit You, R&B fake rappers suck a monkey dick I'm from back in the days with the Christmas
match with mine It got wrecked playin' sailor in the shower Last Christmas time The song's written in another language But the weather forecast is plain It was blowin' in a brass
though Young Hov got the block on smash And everybody and their momma want to stop my cash Everybody want drama with the top of the brass 'Til I come
the dread yo. Give him some head blow. Lonq as he kno he keep me fliier then a red bull. Don't qiive a damn when christmas is my bitches is president
enamored by young lovers on the weekend, I like the Forth of July, when bombs start flashing, and I wish I had a shiny red top, a bugle with a big brass
cases, battle for bitches Million dollar cribs, grandfather gamble those wit ribs, yes he did Life is wonderful, fly living rooms, brass brooms Catch
city where culture is on pause And if you can?t strum a guitar you ain?t a star No hating the kid grew up in a band brat In the brass section like the
have to crush ya Knock you down like a gust of wind if fists touch ya Cause I always stay on my grind like Chad Muska Take that suckas, hit em with brass
Christmas without smoking 'Til your parents went to bed If you made it through too Without sticking your nail scissors in my neck I'll buy you bras instead