a little older And I need a little angel Sitting on my shoulder Need a little CHristmas now For we need a little music Need a little laughter Need a
a little older And I need a little angel Sitting on my shoulder Need a little CHristmas now For we need a little music Need a little laughter Need a little
mediocre And your new shoes look like Reebok pennyloafers Try to walk in my shoes a block Hurricanes in stores the day after Christmas, nigga fuck Reeboks You a steroid addict, you need
Verse 2) I just put a bullshit hook in between two long ass verse If you mistook the for a song, look This aint a song, its a warnin to Brooke, Hogan
the young toddlers Brigades barricade to bring the noise While the bullets break your bones up like Christmas Toys If I go solo, I'm doin' a song with Polo A
toddlers brigades barricade to bring the noise while the bullets break up you're bones like Christmas Toys if a go solo, i'm doing a song with polo a
too. But sometimes, just sometimes, he doesn't have enough time to see every little boy and girl because the world is so big. So maybe we should sing a song
now officially the property of the public since licensing my album And signing a deal to be published But none of these songs are written for me, nor am I a
Okay little homies trynaa?? diss and I dona??t know why, so Ia??m have to let them know who these little niggas owned by. You dance to my song like a little
fire I just wrote a bullshit hook in between two long ass verses If you mistook the for a song, look This ain't a song it's a warnin' to Brooke Hogan
year too But sometimes, just sometimes He doesn't have enough time To see every little boy and girl because the world is so big So maybe we should sing a song
my image, I'm no fuckin' public pin-up But my heart won't let me say no to a picture If you can see me Then you're probably a little too close So you
We all playas with no ref Evidence ever since I came in the game I never left [Madchild] I got a mistress And a a mistress for my mistress My main girl
we're compatible I had to pull back my left arm It said a libra plus another one is a double dose of charm Chorus: Time this is your time this is your
was for me She wove a pair of bridges and quicker than that She wove a pair of boots a little cocked hat She wove a pair of mittens she wove a little
with Kate. Princeton: Well, that too. Gary Coleman: I'll give you a dollar. Princeton: You're a gentleman And a scholar. Christmas Eve: We so happy! We
wants to open a school for Monsters. Trekkie Monster: School for Monsters? Me never hear of that. School for Monsters! School for lonely little monsters! When me little