Ass on the wagon and they think I'm all soft But I don't give a fuck, I'm trippin' my balls off Up in the crackhouse tunin' them rocks off Ho's come around
come'on please Kingspade we bring the green we got them Christmas trees With different herbs for each season we be smoking 'em down Burnin joints for no reason puff or pass it around
the while feelin' lonely like a king to his throne Lord father take me home In a darker realm I slept for days I wept for my Lord to open my gates and
cardboard Poppin and breakin and get it open like a condor She been on rap tours for months Liqour and blunts, doin raps, holdin gats, and rockin gold
mon Ja, you put a fuckin' crackhead on your single. (OH! OH!) [Chorus: 50Cent] What goes up? Must come down; What goes around; come back around. (yeah
in the night I hang with cops and thugs and they call me slugs Just like Christmas I light shit up I got cousins and clips That hang around Bloods and Crips Mostly found around
Jesus When the shadows of the barrel pointing out my (?) Camarro I get punished like pharaoh for splittin' You're better off singing Christmas carols for Christmas
get back It's all mine and you know where i'm from Easthaven baby ain't no playin we up in this For the long run yall don't want none I'm the #1 most wanted on your christmas
down [Chorus] [MA$E] When you a GoodFella, you get cheddar for your work rock Versace leather shirts, when you dead a girl it hurts I flowed around
stop Yeah, and it don't stop B.I.G., rock-rock on Uh huh, and it don't stop Yeah yeah, and it don't stop Yeah, and it don't stop Queen Bee, rock-rock
I want for christmas is two gold front teeth And ten carat diamonds on a fat gold wreath That I could wear around my neck Get money and respect Tell sant
keep him sober for a day So here it is Merry Christmas Everybody's having fun (it's Christmas!) Look to the future now It's only just begun Are you waiting for
seven, Shallah rock, lotto's and the gumby Tri-boro, fly negro, rap for Glaciers Do it for cee-lo games, chasers Battle for bitches, million dollar cribs
it goin! [Kane] Mister Cee.. Yo Scoob, you set it off and let's get down for the crown [Scoob] Let the place.. rock.. that ill shit [Big] One two..
, learned to handle anger Animal behavior Later on my block rockin wit my jocks on Eating Bon Ton cheese popcorn, hummin a KISS rock song Socks long
the poison And any thoughts of taking me down is all poison Who want beef now, my heat shall annoint them, plaow [Hook] What goes around comes around
] I get down I get down I crack your fuckin crown Lay around and watch some real niggaz break ground I can't shop cuz every bro blowin up the spot Hit rocks
, be advised They'll come for them Be advised they'll come Someone's sure that they'll be here [Double K] Yo Thes, what (what up?) Can you rock the mic