It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.
Never give my heart to hoes that want my play shit
My all gold rolly or the
Im dressed up like fucking santa
Got so lit thought i was a kid and hid it; didn't want santa to see
If we thinking success is only measured by your money
Where the black girls get their weaves back
Top dropped down, black on black
Ha my mojo back
Who happens to be black
Into the hills of goldand peace to this young warrior
Your bitch greet me like i'm santa clause, mouth water
I carry the biggest sacks you'd think santa came early
Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free
Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce
Ho ho ho. it's santa claus. at a brothel with a blonde bitch between his paws.
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