
Got the Santa Lil Meta (Ft. OJ da Juiceman)
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[Intro: Lil Meta]
Damn
I ain’t got NO more trees?
What kind of Christmas is that, for real?
I think I know who got the Santa, though
I’m fin-I’m finna call Juice, man
I’m finna take another trip to Zone 6
[Chorus: OJ da Juiceman & Lil Meta]
Juiceman got the Santa
I got that loud pack, make it stank in East Atlanta
Juiceman got the Santa
I got that loud pack, make it stank in East Atlanta
Juiceman got the Santa
I got that loud pack, make it stank in East Atlanta
Goddamn, I’m booming
So go ahead and sell your boy a pound of the fruity
[Verse 1: Lil Meta]
What’s a merry Christmas without no trees?
Exactly, that Christmas ain’t merry
So on that note, I need my trees
Let me stop saying trees ‘cause I mean weed
A very good pack, no sticks, no seeds
And it sure gotta be L O U D
So back to the story ‘cause I need me a boost
So I called up my homie named OJ da Juice
He say he got the Santa that’ll stank East Atlanta
Like more than dude daily or a baby in a pamper
Name’s Lil Meta and I’m burned like a candle
And you know I keep it hood like a strawberry phantom
Damn
I ain’t got NO more trees?
What kind of Christmas is that, for real?
I think I know who got the Santa, though
I’m fin-I’m finna call Juice, man
I’m finna take another trip to Zone 6
[Chorus: OJ da Juiceman & Lil Meta]
Juiceman got the Santa
I got that loud pack, make it stank in East Atlanta
Juiceman got the Santa
I got that loud pack, make it stank in East Atlanta
Juiceman got the Santa
I got that loud pack, make it stank in East Atlanta
Goddamn, I’m booming
So go ahead and sell your boy a pound of the fruity
[Verse 1: Lil Meta]
What’s a merry Christmas without no trees?
Exactly, that Christmas ain’t merry
So on that note, I need my trees
Let me stop saying trees ‘cause I mean weed
A very good pack, no sticks, no seeds
And it sure gotta be L O U D
So back to the story ‘cause I need me a boost
So I called up my homie named OJ da Juice
He say he got the Santa that’ll stank East Atlanta
Like more than dude daily or a baby in a pamper
Name’s Lil Meta and I’m burned like a candle
And you know I keep it hood like a strawberry phantom
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