Tiz The Season Big K.R.I.T.

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[Pre-Chorus]
'Tis the season for the bank
Chrismas tree with the drank
Silent night, I keep it cranked
Buy it all and you can't (Ho, ho, ho, ho)
'Tis the season, do it major

[Chorus]
'Tis the season for the players (Oh, oh)
Golden ladies, foreign ladies (Ho, ho, ho, ho, oh, oh)
Fliest planes and Santa sleighs (Oh, oh)
Gift wrap game all kinds of flavors (Ho, ho, ho, ho, oh, oh)
'Tis the season for the

[Verse 1]
Comin' down like Claus in chimneys
Must be the pimp in me
Ice-cold snow globe, my skin cinnamon
My type is limited
South Pole got it knockin'
Gift of gab off in my pocket
Shake her milk and cookies, caught her lookin'
I'ma stuff her stockin' on the late night
Breathе candy paint like candy cane in bed
Mе on the Benz, Rudolph's nose got nothin' on the sled
Plenty coal, plenty sand for jackers tryna jack
Left under tree, that's what you get for actin' bad

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