are dying... How many people are asking for love Don't save it all for Christmas Day Find a way To give a little love everyday Don't save it all for Christmas Day
't even steer the snap, they even shot up your grain Spend it all (uh-uh), save it all (uh-huh) See the laws run from, stand still dump son It's Christmas
the motherfucker proved it Suicide this, suicide that - DO IT! All that physical shit I've done been through it You had your chance to take it to the stage and you blew it
about it unless it come from me Guess whos the boss, nigga my squad deep But Glasses Malone is not signed to BlackWallstreet Nigga don't, don't, don't, don't, don't
with nickel eyes and pavement wounds Don't let them in the bathroom ? tell them that you're cleaning it I'VE BEEN IN IT. I gave you space ? you took it
Choir] (all the, all the diamond rings, diamond rings) They don't mean a thing (all, all, all the things) They don't mean a thing (all the, all the diamond
40 Nah man, I'm just chillin, knowmsayin? You're sure it's not girl problems, man? Nah, ain't no girl problems, man, you buggin I don't know man, I don't
kids on Christmas. What u a thug neva that u wrong the smoothest gangsta to eva make a song wont take long that's why my cake long n threw all the pain
're on fire I just wrote a bullshit hook in between two long ass verses If you mistook the for a song, look This ain't a song it's a warnin' to Brooke
it isn't We ain't lettin' everybody in our family business All the diamond rings they don't mean a thing They don't mean a thing They don't mean a thing
save your joint 'Cause Santa Claus turns on it his own way Watching you and I turn on, on Christmas day Merry Christmas Merry Christmas David Geffen Merry Christmas
You, thank You (Thank You for Your Song) Thank You, thank You (On this Christmas day) Thank You, thank You (We praise and glorify Your name on this day
it unless it come from me Guess whos the boss, nigga my squad deep But Glasses Malone is not signed to BlackWallstreet Nigga don't, don't, don't, don't, don't
that you sing I'm the first to shout "Encore!" But... Mother darling, Let a daughter have her day! It's a day for me... And all of us to shine Though
is unbearably near... MAYOR And that's not the end of our troubles Here... ALL WHOS For on the other side of town The Truffula trees were all cut down. They once stood tall, in all