Intro

Lyrics

Santa Bibby Litty Witty Pretty Hippie Guilty For lovin' titties Kitties Biddies That's what I love about this gig, at the top when I'm the shit, all the beauties want my kids That's really it, mang Santa Bibby here, I'm magical My size was cut to fractional I'm spittin' mathematical My plan's becoming classical A classic blasting after school I'm gettin' paid; sabbatical Actually, that's cap, I got no capital This year has been one for the books Cuz I've been coasting, I've been hooked And I've been scammed, it's overlooked I'll write about it in my book Chess, not checkers, understood I keep it straight like I'm a rook Almost got sued a couple times And maybe one was due to I I think about it all the time It could've worked with proper light And what at a gift that would have been And I'd have won both of the cases, hell of a way to begin, ay 1 man, 1 dog, 1 van, my first Christmas alone I never thought that after leaving that I'd wanna go back home This year's will make it the 2nd alone, my parents were to visit but the corona's infected 'em both They'll be okay though...