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letra de baileys + bullshit - azizi gibson

[intro: azizi gibson]
yeah, break out the f-ckin’ (holy)
the baileys, motherf-cker
chocolate milk
hot chocolate, and the marshmallows

[verse 1: azizi gibson]
yeah
pourin’ eggnog with my dawgs and my gs
it’s christmastime, i might just get me some new keys (okay, okay)
it’s chilly out, i might just get me a new breeze (hi)
how you doin’ santa claus? b-tch, call me azizi
now what you get this year? a bag full of sh-t (straight up)
kobe died, chad died, man, this sh-t don’t make no sense (i’m done)
and we lost some young n-ggas that was lit (r.i.p.)
so i’m pourin’ out the whole f-ckin’ bottle, this for them
let’s gotta thank god for the fam (d-mn)
it’s been a hard year but corona ain’t take ’em
now we goin’ through this quarantine again (again)
hopefully, i’ll stop actin’ like you understand
it’s a gift when i speak
i expect to pay the cost so all my n-ggas eat
don’t be scared, i’m a freak
it’s holiday season but this year don’t feel a thing
this year don’t feel thing
it’s holiday season but this year don’t feel a thing
it’s holiday season but this year don’t feel a thing
it’s holiday season but this year don’t feel a thing (holy)
[verse 2: shofu]
it’s holiday season but i still keep me a thing
i don’t trust you n-ggas, y’all been wylin’ out in quarantine (h-ll nah)
ayy, ayy, complications droppin’ cane
you n-ggas leave me with no hope, i might just give up on my dreams (godd-mn)
bad b-tch, she wanna link up in the pm (tell her what)
she said she gifted, told her hit me in my dm (come through)
i’m handin’ baggies out and i don’t need a reason
i don’t care if she a demon, throw it back ’cause ’tis the season
i hope everybody eatin’ (eatin’)
everybody decent (yeah)
everybody workin’ (please)
everybody breathin’ (godd-mn)
rest in peace to gigi (yeah)
rest in peace to kobe
used to act like i was him and n-gga, couldn’t n0body hold me (nah)
sh-t is sad, 2020 been on fire like the west coast
that’s azizi with the best smoke (loud)
need a b-tch that i can dive in with a breast stroke (yeah)
i’m hopin’ santa drop a bad one off, give me the best throat (godd-mn)
i just needed to get the stress off
she got a big booty, i’m squeezin’ it like a stress ball (yessir)
sh-t be happenin’ a test y’all
2021, god comin’ through to bless y’all (comin’ through to bless y’all)

[outro]
holy

- azizi gibson

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