holiday style - lonemoon

I don’t want the change, uh, don’t want the fame, uh

I’m doin' the same shit I was doin' in second grade, uh

I call my babe, uh, she doin' okay, uh

I gotta tell her she’s the one who makes my day, uh

I’m actin' a fool, sometimes I’m keepin' it cool

You stop ya hatin' and someday you’ll make it too, uh

Not that I’ve made it but I plan to make it soon, uh

I see the skies the stars alignin' for your doom

Hangin' with my dudes, sippin' Starbucks on the moon

Gingerbread drank in my cup, got an airline to Cancun, aye

Put your whole squad in a tomb, uh, always gettin' up before noon, aye

Wear the same fit like a toon, and Apollo Gang winnin' out the room and go swoon

Never been commitin' no crimes, 12 lookin' at me like a spy, aye

Drop a hundred beats on a line, gettin' my taste of American pie, aye

Saw little mama, she fine, might take her to dinner tonight, uh

Pull up and I knew I look fly, If she hesitate Ima' tell that girl bye, woo

Hangin' with my dudes, I’m hangin' with my bruh

It’s December 25th, we be trappin' with Santa, yuh

Yeah, I be trappin' with Santa, yuh

Ooh, I be trappin' with Santa

Hangin' with my dudes, I’m hangin' with my bruh

It’s December 25th, we be trappin' with Santa, yuh

Yeah, I be trappin' with Santa, yuh

Ooh, I be trappin' with Santa