my baby kissing under mistletoe christmas with my baby playing in the snow christmas with my baby i wanna be with you for christmas i want to be with you baby christmas with my
think it's time for me to find a new tree of my own It's plantin' time Anything you wanna do is cool with me I don't care who shakes your tree
it's time for me to find a new tree of my own. it's plantin' time. anything you wanna do is cool with me. I don't care who shakes your tree.
don't rush the clock Infamous rock for good now Pass like my duns on lock holdin the pot down slow But assuring this, spoon-feeding these Starvin ass heads catchin shakes
control my own life, Charles was never in charge No sitcom could teach Scott about the dram Or even explain the troubles that haunted my mom On Christmas time, my
pon rapido Wah mi gal dem fi do Gyal just bruk out pon di floor Shake up your body likkle more You got the styles dem galore You a get the perfect score My
, oh Visions in my head would lay All the plans I had delayed Tricks on me my mind will play See you laying next to me Wind that shakes the barley tree
think Who the hell been puttin' they lips on my drink What the hell the waitress doin' wit my change Maybe some Red Bull will help you sober up Matter fact, mix it wit this Greygoose in my
can't get rid of it Soul sick Can't seem to shake it When one retires at night weeping, joy will come in the morning You made my mountain stand strong
pit What's this feelin'? Can't get rid of it Soul, sick, can't seem to shake it When one retires at night weeping Joy will come in the morning You made my
Through this field of trees Say goodbye to everyone You have ever known You are not gonna see them Ever again I can't shake this feeling I've got My
won't hurt anyone. Yeah, we'll cause some havoc between the birds and the bees, We'll paint the town red and we'll shake the trees. Oh, come on with
new place I don't want to be the bad guy I don't want do your sleepwalk dance anymore I just want to see some palm trees I will try and shake away this
Ain't no bitch who can do it like me It's a crime to look so pre-pretty Ain't no bitch who can do it like me If you want my peaches shake my tree Ain
When you start your journey, you go and meet your driver You shake his hand, and hope he's feeling well The things to come may be somewhat unfamiliar
that track like I cut a girl weave Got my SB skinny jeans vest and a top hat Fit so new +Chris+ couldn't even +Rock+ that Always askin how I get my wealth