Friday After Next

Rolling thru the city in December with my cousin
Rollin thru the city in December throw this party then we really gon be buzzing
awww man
Rolling thru the city in December they feel my presence
Rolling thru the city in December in the present got me feeling like a present
Merry Christmas nigga
It’s too early in the morn
To be knocking at the do'
Chico on the bed 'pose to be on the flo'
Put the slides on slide the chain like yo
Oh Ms Pearly
Nah no need to vent yeah
I know it’s been a couple days but you know we got the rent
Cousin like why she always coming up here with the bullshit
With that old wolf pussy now you know quit
Slam the door damn we late for work shit
Avoid Damon downstairs on that jerk shit
Yeah I got job but Iont think that it’s worth shit
Suppose to be top flight that really ain’t my purpose
Fuck it let’s get fried
Unlock the BM with the scratch start it then we take a drive
To the gig get a grub hit up Molly’s with the 5
Gimme 6 glaze donuts forget to hold the flies
Double parked in plaza saw a pretty young thang damn I knew I had to holla
Cuzzin always in the way told him chill man you wild’n
Got the rapping how it happened and you almost was a father remember that fall
back nigga
Fall back man I got it Ima go and get the digits slip em right into my pocket
You should go and get them old ladies cuz they out here blocking all the doors
to the store but they grandsons watching watch out
Ima bring her through to the party
Po a cup of jungle juice couple shots of the Bacardi
If she rolling then let’s get it we be growing all the Marley
Slide the dresser front the door tryna get a Lil naughty/
Mr.NASTY Like my uncle girl I’m with it
Pinky came through with the hoe’s Merry Christmas nigga
Damon came home liking niggas ain’t my business nigga
Daddy down stairs with ms pearly ain’t I snitching nigga
Cops complaining bout the noise why you bitchin nigga
Got a star in yo presence get the wishin nigga
Santa bet not slide on my block cuz they crippin nigga
Put it on ice Saint Nick the liquor
Alls well that ends well I say
And my deer every time you come around you slay
Yall ain’t gotta go home is what I’m telling the folks but I don’t mind if you
stay