Ooter Bells

Lyrics

[Chorus?] I took the toys up the show, did it myself It's 556, like the size of an elf And it was so cold, couldn't tell how they felt And it's 40 below, but it was tucked under the belt Ghost ride the sled, I've been sliding by myself Had to shuvvle up some shells, catch a duzzen if you tell Silance on that pistol, and it's sounding like some bells 223, catch you shitting [?] [Verse 1 ?] I ain't talking no wish list, like nigga, that's my hit list Like niggas act like bitches, got hella chops with extentions [?] on Christmas, wearing all red Got a chop aiming for your head In the snow [?] Let's go Fuck a star on the tree [?] colе underneath And a pole, whеre his teeth? [?] Ain't talking no gift, nigga They ain't know, Santa get niggas They ain't know, Santa done hit niggas Man, I knew Santa was a real nigga Ain't talking no elf [?] put him on a shelf Body holes in a nigga [?] [?] get him some help [?] can't breathe [?] [?] his ass sleezy [?] like Jeezy [?] nigga Weezy [Chorus?] I took the toys up the show, did it myself It's 556, like the size of an elf And it was so cold, couldn't tell how they felt And it's 40 below, but it was tucked under the belt Ghost ride the sled, I've been sliding by myself Had to shuvvle up some shells, catch a duzzen if you tell Silance on that pistol, and it's sounding like some bells 223, catch you shitting [?] [Verse 2 ?] It was bright as hell, Christmas morning, younging had his pistol on him He done seen his first [?] riches on him He [?] started clicking on him Lean down, rip it open, police come dipping on him After that, it's popping [?] bricks, I give them [?] Heard you got some money buried, we told him to dig it up I be screaming thug life, he move wrong, I hit him up Get the bread, split it up Get the kids they Christmas stuff I told him jingle bells, the coke is on the scale We used to gunshots, we ain't hear no bells I done spent two three Christmas in a cell Used to want a [?] I used to want to [?] [Chorus?] I took the toys up the show, did it myself It's 556, like the size of an elf And it was so cold, couldn't tell how they felt And it's 40 below, but it was tucked under the belt Ghost ride the sled, I've been sliding by myself Had to shuvvle up some shells, catch a duzzen if you tell Silance on that pistol, and it's sounding like some bells 223, catch you shitting [?]