Tis the Season lyrics

by

Xavier Wulf


[Verse]
Princess Mononoke chiefing chee out with Chiyoko
Fan b*tches can't come through, she tried to sneak a photo
I want a boss b*tch, a C.E.O. or something, you know
A type of chick to beat a b*tch if she get crooked, I know (Yuh)
n*ggas capping, hat collection on another stature
Pull up popping passion, car look like exotic dancer
I’ma throw a temper tantrum, boy don't even gamble
b*tch I'm hard to handle; attitude on Jimmy Santos
I jack a beat, collect the ransom, then I go ghost
I’m a ten-star meal, boy you just fried toast
Told that b*tch 'uh uh, nuh uh, they ran a train you gotta go' (Motherf*ckin' go, b*tch)
Wouldn't tripped if they was balling b*tch, but them n*ggas broke (But them n*ggas broke)
I said "do better for yourself" and shut the door (Motherf*ckin' go, b*tch)
Now I'm spraying out the hundreds, switch the 50's for some more (Motherf*ckin’ go, b*tch)
Oh, we hating again? Call me Mr. Crack-a-n*gga-Hoe (Motherf*ckin’ go, b*tch)
I swear to god she left ya ass, now her bags at the door (Motherf*ckin' go, b*tch)
I stomp around wherever, I ain’t gotta tip-toe (Motherf*ckin' go, b*tch)
b*tch I'm East Memphis repping, disrespect it, oh no (Motherf*ckin' go, b*tch)
Now I gotta let ya hang from a barbed wire pole (Barbed wire pole)
Put you through it, I get truly ruthless when it’s time to go (Motherf*ckin' go)

[Outro]
b*tch
Who, n*gga?
Who the f*ck goin'?
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