A dissmas carol Lyrics – Thirtyfourpercent, R0pe 8urn
Singer: Thirtyfourpercent, R0pe 8urn
Title: A dissmas carol
b#tch it is Christmas
Got a Glock on my wish list
Santa a opp
Put that man on my diss list
Rudolph my bop
We Slide like its business
I keep me a chop
I king like I’m Mizkif
Got me a b#tch, (aye, slatt)
Bring me some drip, (slay yat)
Pull wit the stick (what, what)
You n#gg#s get hit
Might throw a fit (gang, gang)
My homies gon sh#t (aye,slatt)
I’m smart tuck my wit (yuh yuh)
You dumb you a jit (aye, aye)
f#cked b#tch named Monica
Wish her happy Hanukkah
f#cked wit da Yamaka
Fast like I’m Sonica (Yah yah)
My n#gg#s be {?}
My homies be (what what what)
My homies be (ya ya ya)
I pull wit da ga ga ga
I pull wit da slat slat slat
Ball wit da bat bat yat
Pull wit da gat gat gat
Keep it a stack, ay slat
All of my n#gg#s is ABAP
All of my n#gg#s gon slay, rap
It’s Christmas time for da gang, yat
Put jingle bells on my chain, slat
Jingle bell rock
She rock on da c#ck
Yo hoe is an opp
Crock her in a pot
My lean is cranberry
My opps stay scary
Cause they gon get buried
No b#tches like Mary
b#tch it is christmas
Got a Glock on my wish list
Santa a opp
Put that man on my diss list
Rudolph my bop
Wе Slide like its business
I keep mе a chop
I king like I’m Mizkif
Jingle all the way hoe
Might just slay slay slay, bro
Stay off my list
If you do what I say though
Drip cold like an ice rink
Wet like its a piss kink
All my homies stay clean
Wash up in the big sink
The way I’m drinking year round
Surprised that I don’t drown
You’ll find me on new years
6 feet into the ground
Had a son on Christmas and named him egg noggifer
We taking shots like a cinematographer
Taking your land like I am a biographer
b#tches be crying need a baby monitor
n#gg#s be testing me, anger plus gun
That’s my recipe, n#gg#s be f#ckin around
Sesame street but Elmo on the ground
Opp was so red but so white they a clown
I swear to god I’m murdering Santa
Drinking that ho ho hoes blood like it’s Fanta
Bros diabetic like he from Atlanta Ms
Clause on a pole cause opp is a danca
My favorite reindeer is Pranca, (aye)
I hope that Rudolph get cancer (aye)
Gun stab a n#gg# like lancer, might think my
Glock is a damn necromancer
On a serious note, Ima make holidays
Murder she wrote, cause all of these n#gg#s climbing on my tree like some opps and all of my ornaments broke
b#tch it is Christmas
Got a Glock on my wish list
Santa a opp
Put that man on my diss list
Rudolph my bop
We Slide like its business
I keep me a chop
I king like I’m Mizkif
b#tch it is christmas
Got a Glock on my wish list
Santa a opp
Put that man on my diss list
Rudolph my bop
We Slide like its business
I keep me a chop
I king like I’m Mizkif
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