BIG DICK RANDY: CHRISTMAS

[Chorus]
Twinkle, twinkle, stay inside
Big Dick Randy did not die
Twinkle, twinkle, holy shit
Big Dick Randy's got a big, hol' up, wait

[Verse 1]
Big Dick Randy comin' back, he's alive
Two days ago, looked him right in his eyes
Big Randy back, and i'm hella surprised
Cause I shot him in the head, like, multiple times
Like what? He on a mission
Takin' presents and he givin' out dickin'
Instead of cookies, i'ma leave out some chicken
So I could lure that nigga right to my kitchen
I'm kinda scared, cause he dressed up like he Santa
He love seein' niggas in spotted pajamas
He big and strong, he a bad mamma jamma
That man hella gay, like the dudes in Atlanta
He smellin' fear, fear it is in me
Big Dick Randy finna slide down the chimney
He 7 foot, kinda wish he was 6'3
Now the holiday, I gotta watch out for Big D
I'm stayin' up, i'm not goin' to sleep
Big Dick Randy, gon' take my cheeks
If I lay down, and I close my eyes
He gon' come down through the chimney, he slide
Then he gon' stand right at my bedside
Then wake me up just by grippin' my thigh
Take off my booty, I think i'm gon' die
Take all my presents and take off my side
Randy ain't die, like dang it, I knew it
It make me cry when i'm makin' this music
He gon' pull up to my crib, he gon do it
Just got BBL, so I hope I don't lose it

[Chorus]
Twinkle, twinkle, stay inside
Big Dick Randy did not die
Twinkle, twinkle, holy shit
Big Dick Randy's got a big, ah, wait
Twinkle, twinkle, stay inside
Big Dick Randy did not die
Twinkle, twinkle, holy shit!
Big Dick Randy's got a big dick!

[Modulation: Chorus]
Big Dick Randy, Big Dick Randy, he don't play no games
Big Dick Randy gonna take that ass and run the other way, hey!
Big Dick Randy, Big Dick Randy, ain't no fuckin' joke
If he run up on you, then yo back, it's gon' get broke, uh

[Verse 2]
Randy like a running-back, he cover in the backside
He a big, thick, 7 foot black guy
Nigga, this ain't Halloween no more, this is Christmas
Hide your booty, cause he's coming for that thickness
Man, y'all on y'alls own, I can't stop this nigga
Man, I thought I done shot this nigga
But if he in my crib, i'ma pop this nigga
I'ma be Will Smith and Chris Rock this nigga
Keep the doors locked, and the windows, don't let this nigga in
This Big Dick Randy shit never gon' end
He gon' run off with yo' booty, you ain't ever gon' win
In my crib, I got Glocks, and extendos, i'ma hit him in his head
He ain't finna take my booty while I'm layin' in the bed
I'ma hit him 30 times, and make sure that nigga dead
Polkadot pajamas, i'ma wear 'em on purpose
Stand up on the bed, nigga, then I start twerkin'
Big Dick Randy gon be peepin' through the curtains
If he come into my room, then i'ma hit him where it's hurtin'
Keep the doors locked, and the windows, don't let this nigga in
This Big Dick Randy shit never gon' end
He gon' run off with yo' booty, you ain't ever gon' win!

[Closing Chorus]
Big Dick Randy, Big Dick Randy, he don't play no games
Big Dick Randy gonna take that ass and run the other way, hey!
Big Dick Randy, Big Dick Randy, ain't no fuckin' joke
If he run up on you, then yo' back, it's gon' get broke, uh
Big Dick Randy, Big Dick Randy, he don't play no games
Big Dick Randy gonna take that ass and run the other way, hey!
Big Dick Randy, Big Dick Randy, ain't no fuckin' joke
If he run up on you, then yo back it's gon' get broke, uh