them he told About the man with all the toys He's the man with all the toys The man with all the toys He's the man with all the toys
a nigga in his head with dis one I'ma paint da city red wit dis one I'm ahead wit dis one See u fuckin' wit da boys Who tote toys way before Christmas
, I'm a sexy boy with fly whips and toys S-5, knowing hard type, you sayin', "Oh boy" Lookin' sick in my J shorts and throw back Lookin' at yo man, now
about me Don't leave me sittin' all alone at home on Christmas Eve Santa said no way man, we gotta have your nose To show us all the way, to show us where
man with a trash can strapped to the back of his ass So the rats can't chew through his last pants I'm like a mummy at night, fightin with bright lightning Frightened with
with toys and one old wreath And several letters underneath Some ornaments, a hand rung phone And records with a gramophone A mix of long forgotten words With
mama kissing santa?± Made you remenisce on the old fashion christmas days Gifts, miss a fat man jolly with joy Down ya chimney with toys for lil' girls
Oh, I'm a sexy boy With fly whips and toys S-5, knowing hard type You sayin "Oh boy" Lookin sick in my j shorts and throw back Lookin at yo man now you
barricade to bring the noise While the bullets break your bones up like Christmas toys If I go solo, I'm doin a song with Bolo A big Chinese nigga, screamin
the old man's back in town Now the mistletoe is hung And the tree is all a glow The carolers have sung Every Christmas song they know And the kids are all
household, even the young toddlers Brigades barricade to bring the noise While the bullets break your bones up like Christmas Toys If I go solo, I'm doin' a song with
the young toddlers brigades barricade to bring the noise while the bullets break up you're bones like Christmas Toys if a go solo, i'm doing a song with
Saw Mama Kissing Santa? Made you remenisce on the old fashion Christmas days Gifts, miss a fat man jolly with joy Down ya chimney with toys for lil' girls
up the household, even the young toddlers Brigade barricade to bring the noise While the bullets break your bones up like Christmas toys If I go solo, I'm doin a song with
NIGHT IN AN ATTIC DARK WHERE DREAMS ARE STORED LIKE SLEEPING HEARTS NOW, IF YOU WONDER WHY THIS CHILD IS HERE WITH ALL ASLEEP AND CHRISTMAS NEAR SHE
