[Produced by Lone]
[Intro]
I see colors changing away
Every holiday is amazing with you
Happy holidays to you, baby
[Verse 1]
How do you feel about the pale moon and stars above?
All alone I anticipate the first fresh blade of green
The young hydrangea blue, in bloom
Pink rhododendron too will all be gone by June
But now that we have grown so near beneath the August sun
Lover of mine, let's catch some shade beneath the fading trees
Of all the seasons jewels, it took
One autumn afternoon to fall in love with you
[Verse 2]
The Benz is butter beige
I whip that Benz like "what a slay"
Got that good good
Make you wanna stay, home for the holiday
This that flow you been missing
Dashing young Vixen
Fly like Blitzen, back on my business
Ice on my neck, frosty and vicious
What's on your wishlist?
Got what you want, my love is like Christmas
Candles, kisses, diamonds, frigid, fashion district
Sip this witches brew, first class ticket to you
Fantasies come true when I kick it with you
In the winter wonderland when you hold my hand
Came back on the block where the guns go blam
We pick out the tree like Amsterdam, damn
[Intro]
I see colors changing away
Every holiday is amazing with you
Happy holidays to you, baby
[Verse 1]
How do you feel about the pale moon and stars above?
All alone I anticipate the first fresh blade of green
The young hydrangea blue, in bloom
Pink rhododendron too will all be gone by June
But now that we have grown so near beneath the August sun
Lover of mine, let's catch some shade beneath the fading trees
Of all the seasons jewels, it took
One autumn afternoon to fall in love with you
[Verse 2]
The Benz is butter beige
I whip that Benz like "what a slay"
Got that good good
Make you wanna stay, home for the holiday
This that flow you been missing
Dashing young Vixen
Fly like Blitzen, back on my business
Ice on my neck, frosty and vicious
What's on your wishlist?
Got what you want, my love is like Christmas
Candles, kisses, diamonds, frigid, fashion district
Sip this witches brew, first class ticket to you
Fantasies come true when I kick it with you
In the winter wonderland when you hold my hand
Came back on the block where the guns go blam
We pick out the tree like Amsterdam, damn
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