Christmas List - Jucee Froot

The one

It’s the one

I don’t want nothin' but them dollars for my Christmas

Pussy so good he gon' put it on his wish list

Ain’t no mistletoe but he still wanna kiss it

Ice like the snow, nigga, can you get it drippin'?

Eat it like Santa, bad hoes in the sled

I just want the noggin, nigga, you can keep the eggs

Want the milk and cookies, got 'em sneaking out the bed

Ridin' up on it, no hands, no pegs

Bad bitches, they twerking up the North Pole

Got the dough, she bounce it like a fo'-fo'

Hot bitch, he sip it like it’s cocoa

You a trick, yeah, nigga ho-ho

Shinin' like a light

I like money, I like ice

I could be naughty, I could be nice

This my list and you better check it twice

I want Gucci, Louis, Prada

That new Birkin, Dolce &Gabbana

I want Chanel and red bottoms

I want hunnids, I want dollars

I just want a rich nigga wit' some rich dick

Say that I all he want for Christmas is a thick bitch

Boy you know that it’s a gift if you hit this

Nigga do you got a face where I can sit this?

Uh, all this ice up on me, I be matching with the weather

Bitches cannot fuck with me, they ugly as they sweater

I sent you a text, not a motherfuckin' letter

Give me what I want or I’ma pop you like Berettas

Bad bitches, they twerking up the North Pole

Got the dough, she bounce it like a fo'-fo'

Hot bitch, he sip it like it’s cocoa

You a trick, yeah, nigga ho-ho

Shinin' like a light

I like money, I like ice

I could be naughty, I could be nice

This my list and you better check it twice

I want Gucci, Louis, Prada

That new Birkin, Dolce &Gabbana

I want Chanel and red bottoms

I want hunnids, I want dollars

Dollars, dollars, dollars, dollars, dollars, dollars, dollars, dollars