Ashtag2 - Santa's Cumming lyrics

[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