[Hook]
This is our Christmas song
Our Christmas song
Our Christmas song
We're gonna lift and 420 blaze all night long
So checkmate atheists
(f** Mac Miller)
[Verse 1: Yung t༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ށ aka Lemson]
Maboo wanted me to become a mod, instead I became God
Pictures of your mom covered in frozen yogurt on my blog
I go ape sh** like a zoo
Beat any motherf**er in Mario Tennis with Boo
My only concerns in life are upvotes and Brazzers
Gram Gram knitted me a nice sweater made of cashmurr
Got hoes all over the USA, call it my c*nt-RY
Got Michelle Obama on my dick, this is my COUNTRY
I wake up Christmas morning and see presents under the tree
Wondering what this fat f** Santa left for me
It's a toy gun, checkmate atheists
Oh jolly oh joy, I can't wait to play with it
I'm drunk off that egg nog
Bout to have s** with a stray hog
And Ms.Clause is in the kitchen riding a reindog
[Verse 2: ಠ_ಠ aka BBDS]
That p**y is red, I'm abouts to go in
My ganja is lit, smoking on dat green
Mix in some purp, so I can zan with the lean
I'm the super swaggy Christmas machine
Santa's cumming down the chimney, leave your a** smoking
For Ariana nudes I'll give a million f**in' tokens
n***as in fur suits, yea I f**s with the yiff squad
Cuz when I see some avians, it really makes my dick hard
I got a cup full of jam, a cup full of relly
More controversial than the s**s rapper, Machiavelli
Cuz there be 65 hoes on my dick b**h it's Christmas
Sure to get this silky dick on your Kwanza wishlist
[Verse 3: Stealthy G AKA ashtag2]
My verse is short, 8 bars like the manorah
My stacks are huge, and yours are way shorter
You keep reusing old verses in your head like a hoarder
I learned how to rhyme when you learned the recorder
If the Jews needed enough oil for 8 days at a time
They probably could've rung out the hair of Englishmime
I don't know why he's looking up with those Google-y eyes
But he randomly turned French, guess he needed some fries
[Verse 4: Jason D. Morris]
Merry Christmas! This is most of our favorite season
Except for Excrement, that homie preys to demons
Frosty seen the sunshine, that boy done died
The Kranks gonna ride, they slipping on the slide
Dre's sipping ice Tea and Ice T sipping regret
Trinidad is in the North Pole breaking a sweat (Woo!)
Nas is under the mistletoe, bargaining with lawyers
50 Cent's off beefing with one of his old employers
All here is groovy, we stay poppin at the genius
Khalifa in the super lab, mutating his baby fetus
Rest in peace to Steez, that homie snuck out
Rest in Peace to Yauch, they together no doubt
This ain't the season fo' warring, this the season for making love
Except for Excrement, that homie preys to demons yo!
Santa gonna shower everyone but him with presents
Have a good one, be safe, have love JDM represent!
[James 301 aka ShoulderGame]
Relvancy is up to negative one, I need to get it to 3
I got vaseline on my dick, b**hes on they knees
Probably begging “please” like “Jams ur so ill like a disease”
Cause I got the green like my veggies are next to pease
Always got b**hes saying “damn jams your lupe game is 1 milli"
Please b**h shut up and show me your titties
I got 99 problems and they're all ripped pants
Taking my huge dick into consideration it's not much of a chance
All my days it's been getting diet ketchup relish, such an honor
Legalize 420 blaze it feggot mary j** wanna
Steal beats off of Klonopins soundcloud, thats how we go down
Tell all my b**hes to get curves like a backwards frown
Elephants, elegance, fk'd Luna Luvgood but I destroyed the evidence
Excellence, emmigrants, emphasis, estimates my monopoly income
Zues of the s** game I slap your b**h down till she in cums
[Secret Bonus Verse: Bosco_The_Flacko]
Look who snuck down the chimney
Magical like I'm a movie from Disney
Drinking eggnog doing damage to my kidneys
I'm under the tree with Ariana Grande
Waiting for Santa's cumming on sunday
Or maybe it was a Tuesday, with Jams and Lupe
Snuck on the track in a one horse open sleigh
k**ed Lemmy, Piozon, Feg and Ashtag
420 1 luv, puff puff pa** f*g