Brighten): We go together like the winter and a sweater And she makes me feel, She makes me feel alive at times And when I look into her eyes I see the blue and
and leave that fat man alone CHORUS santa, you bitch didnt get a damn thing from my christmas list all i got was this broken heart and thats it santa
When you left, she was a wreck Cuz she said, you left a mess But you said that you'd be back home Didn't wanna see her all alone And you bet she took
a shoulder to cry on A face on a lover with a fire in his heart A girl on a cover but you tore her apart Maybe this year Maybe this year I'll give it
come back and as a matter of fact I know We're exactly where we're supposed to be Together by this Christmas tree We go together like the winter and this sweater And
come back home and leave that fat man alone Santa, you bitch Didn't get a damn thing from my Christmas list All I got was this broken heart and that'
You had the nerve to say I had a gun (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Man for twelve years I had to run (OH THAT'S CRAZY) And ain't a threat on my family, dogg (THAT
you lookin at me And why your man in the club lookin trigger happy It's a shame you don't hear me though And I'm far from a lame, I'ma gigolo I get paid
when I was young A hot air balloon I will float away At times I'm holding you My kids and grandkids come to stay with me once a year And on New Years
memory of feeling happy When we were young and in love But that was a long time ago Now I'm lost, never in a million years what I have dreamt That about
No more trouble In this town Silent night For a change Brand new year Coming up ahead You know it's been so long Since I rang one in I close my eyes
s got a Tec 9 or a hand grenade Thirty-seven killed last week in a crack war Hostages tied up and shot in a liquor store, nobody gives a fuck ?The children
it, upgraded, man I found me a dream and I chased it I was wasting time in and out of cages Now I?m in that S6, feels like a spaceship We gon drink for
city is on fire tonight This could really be a good life, a good, good life To my friends in New York, I say hello My friends in L.A. they don't know
a watch how quick he call the people on me This is an act and not in it to receive a Tony I'm over here with all the cheese and I don't see baloney
fax and No one decides who the definition of talent is And Mrs. Murry look at what my talent did And what yo' business is It's been a couple years Guess
to do it while I'm constantly growin I've been learnin a lot, and still earnin a lot of money crazy Doin my thing and securin a win for all my babies [
