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[Intro: Lil Kori]
(DeCicco)
(Curse you, Kori the finesse kid)
Ayo, you already know what the fuck's goin' on, Christmas shit
Smeat gang shit, shout out my homie Ann-uh
We 'bout to hop on this track and make history real quick for you niggas
Ayy, huh, ayy

[Verse 1: Lil Kori]
For Christmas, I need me a thick Asian baddie
I'm fuckin' two hoes just like Liv and Maddie
She wanna fuck, told her "Send me the addy"
She took out my lab bro, that bih' got a fatty
Me and Ann-uh stealin' yo' shit like the Grinch do
Indian bitch, she speakin' in Hindu
Your music ass, need to get you a tissue
Oh wait, we ran out, bitch, Corona gon' get you
Lick on my lollipop just like I'm Manny
I spit legendary shit, need me a Grammy
The nigga they hired to fuck on your granny
I'm downin' bath water while poppin' these Xannies
Need me a coupe, I need me a foreign (Vroom)
Beatin' my meat in the booth while recordin'
Tryna be up, but that shit got me snorin'
I fucked Cinderella, but her pussy borin'
Huh? Wait, we still goin'?
Yeah, nigga fly like a plane, Boeing
I got the stick, it's telling and showing
I'm getting bottled up 'cause it be snowing, yuh
Kori Kringle, bitch I'm Santa
Sippin' on Sprite, got the lean in my Fanta
I have the glick, and give it to Ann-uh
Bitch I am swaggin' like I'm from Atlanta, yuh
Christmas swaggin', the pistol I'm packin'
I'm countin' up racks with Ann-uh, I'm stackin'
Lil red-headed shawty, you know that I'm mackin'
I hit her so hard, I was cavin' her back in
Bitch I be flyin' like my [?]
Grimy with bars, my flow be the nastiest
Christmas Eve, and I have an erection
I just want a thick Asian to come my direction

[Interlude: Lil Kori & Ann-uh]
(DeCicco) So An-uh's finna take it from here, uhh
Merry Christmas, happy Hanukkah, whatever day you celebrate
Ann-uh, take it away
I'm out this bitch
I got you Kori, let's get it

[Verse 2: Ann-uh]
Ayy, I'ma steal your stockin' Jordans
I am coppin', do 'bout to go shoppin'
The Grinch is proud, the Grinch is watchin'
Money filled up my pockets
Ayy stop, let me go back
Oh shit, think I forgot Max, ayy (Oops)
Forgot to pay that tax, ay man
What you lookin' at? (Huh?)
Wearin' a Santa suit, flyin' on his route
In the skies, gettin' all the loot
I ditched the fruit, put all the Who's on me
They think that they so cute (Ew)
Big heart, I'm too tart
Stealin' all the presents, throw them in the shopping cart (Ayy)
Got a few, that's a start
Found some boring-ass art (Ew)
I'm gonna bail, boy (Nah), I don't make toys
Not an elf on the shelf, drippin' 'round for joy (Ayy)
Not Santa, don't employ
Sometimes you know I destroy
Playin' around, wait, ayy, what's that sound?
It's Jingle Bells, I'm lost and I'm found
I'm a queen, so gimme my crown
Stackin' up cash pound by pound (Ha)
Grouchy like the Grinch, I'm no snitch
Get a bag and then I ditch
Grouchy like the Grinch, I'm no snitch
Get a bag and then I ditch
Grouchy like the Grinch, I'm no snitch
Get a bag and then I ditch
Grouchy like the Grinch, I'm no snitch
Grouchy, grouchy like the Grinch, ayy

[Outro: Ann-uh]
(DeCicco)
Ay, this was fun as hell to make
Shout out to Kori
Merry Christmas, y'all