This is a song about "Santa fe"

Make room for the groom married to his music

Stalkin santa cause i could give a fuck for saint nick,

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

I aint santa, but i know know know

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Your bitch greet me like i'm santa clause, mouth water

I carry the biggest sacks you'd think santa came early

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

I asked santa claus for coal, so guess who stole his presents.

My all gold rolly or the

Im dressed up like fucking santa

See santa coming on a reindeer

I wish i could live with no fear

I guess santa knew what i wanted that christmas

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love