CHRISTMAS HOES

[Verse 1: MIP]
Like the grinch, I stole your bitches
What I want for Christmas is some head and licks
Diamonds I wish
Santa send me some booze and shit
My dick stand tall like a ruler This bitch
I fuck on her yeah that's a gift
I better be on Santa's list
If ant that's tuff I got money and shit
We cool we rich

[Chorus: MIP]
I got Christmas hoes I got bitches they riding the pole
I got bitch screaming we the north
From Toronto we from york
Weed gon help me sort my shit
Like the grinch, I stole your bitch
What I want for Christmas is some head and licks
Diamonds I wish
Santa send me some booze and shit

[Verse 2: Yung Marcus]
Woah merry Christmas
Shut up female go and do the dishes (ou)
Said we under the mistletoe so she gon give me kisses (mwah)
Yo girl on my lap and I am on her wishlist
Not gon pick up the phone cuz I'm getting freaky with yo bitches (ok)
I'm a young boy so my bad for being explicit
I can't eat no booty because cake is not nutritious
Peeking at yo shorty that girl sweet Nah she delicious
It is pretty hard to find some words that rhyme with Christmas

[Verse 3: MIP]
I got bars like Nature valley
I'm claiming bitches one I call sally
I'm ghetto so I play ball in the alley
I'm running to find gifts on a daily
One bitch one cup under the tree new bitch, Haily
Hoes all on me that's crazy
Don't forget Jesus was born else no one will be investing
Caressing bitches ass cuz I'm finessing
Bars I spit yes god gave me blessing
I fucked on my bitch I am guessing confessing

[Verse 4: MIP & Yung Marcus]
Yo girl fat like Santa (she fat)
My girl sweet like Fanta
And yo my girl is a dancer
Blue in my blood red in my bandana
I snack on popeyes from Louisiana
I dat up my niggas so I dat up Santa
I eat out her pussy, Cortana
Yeah I got depression
If you talking shit I'm gon teach you a lesson
Yea I got depression
Doing this dumb shit got me three suspensions
I got depression now Because Santa won't give me no presents
Cus I got the depression I went to the barber to get freshen