WHITE CHRISTMAS Lyrics by Glorb Feat. Mr. Swags (Glorb), SpongeOpp (Glorb), Squidwock (Glorb), Sandy Thee Squirrel (Glorb) & Dankton (Glorb)
Up the choppa, let’s get naughty
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la (Hahaha)
‘Tis the season to be ballin’
Fa-la-la-la-la (Yeah, here, we ball, ***), la-la-la-la
Let’s deck the floor (Yeah, let’s go) with thots and shawties
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la (Yeah)
Let’s flood the shores with tons (Haha) of molly
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Ha, ’tis the season to get rich, ho
“Fa-la-la-la-la,” that’s yo’ *** eatin’ my ***, bro
I threw up a C, it’s not for Christmas
I’m a Crip, ho
I bought myself a mistletoe, my Glocky tryna kiss y’all
Sack up on my back, bruh
Strap up on my lap, uh
Presents, they all wrapped up, yeah, we sell that ***, cuz
Yo, we make it snow, ho
Products on they wishlist
*** by the boatload, now that’s a white Christmas
I’m creepin’ with a mask
Yeah, you know, just like the Carrey way
Them bullets hit his ass, and made him duck like he sell lemonade
Put it in reverse, yeah, you know, just like the Terry way
I know Dankton want this box, but I ain’t ***’ with no featherweight
I’m heavyweight
Big *** bouncin’ when I hit my sleigh
Poppin’ off on opps, I hit a squat, and *** all on they grave
Shouts-out to Khabib, I chop a opp just like it’s MMA
McGregor sellin’ whiskey, I sell ***, bro, we not the same
Up the choppa, let’s get naughty
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la (Hahaha)
‘Tis the season to be ballin’
Fa-la-la-la-la (Yeah, here, we ball, ***), la-la-la-la
Let’s deck the floor (Yeah, let’s go) with thots and shawties
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la (Yeah)
Let’s flood the shores with tons of molly
Oh, I get it, I get it, I’m supposed to be the Grinch (Gang)
Merry ***’ Christmas, I hope you get festive
Sorry, I meant fisted, you know my ass dyslexic
Thotties on my wish list, and oppas on my hit list
Dankton came to the pit like he had a ***’ lisp, ***
Cookin’ *** up by the fireplace wit’ ***, that spicy base
Give that to my customer, and watch they pupils dilate
Send that down they chimneys, did that all on Christmas Eve
Turned they ass to Nemo, mum, rest in peace my enemies
***, I meant anonomies
Can’t have Christmas without me
Mixin’ up that red and green
I’m off a pill of ***
I took off on Claus, ***, of course, this is war
Took his claws, and went North
Bruh, you know I keep that pole on me
Ayy, shut the *** up Dankton before I ***’—
*** your arsehole with my finger
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la (Hahaha)
Bend you over, touch your ringer
Are you serious, Eugene?
I’m just playin’, Dankton
Let’s deck the floor (Yeah, let’s go) with thots and shawties
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la (Yeah)
Let’s flood the shores with tons (Haha) of molly
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Argh, merry Christmas Glorbians
You never gettin’ that ***’ Family Guy track, though
Hahaha, nah, I might drop it next year, we’ll see
Hahaha, love ya