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letra de 'twas the night before - bop alloy

[intro]
turn down the lights
(oh, it’s that grown holiday music)
and take my hand
([?] ah ha! she told me)

[chorus: debórah bond & substantial]
i know it’s late
but there’s a gift you can open now
i tried to wait
but i’m ready and i hope your down
what i’m tryin’ to say
is you can have whatever you allow
how that sound?
right now
it’s going down
(merry christmas, baby)

[verse 1]
’twas the night before christmas
i planned to give her every single thing that’s on her wish list
before we call it a night, naughty or nice, she can give it
for all of her life it’s only right, we admit it
she got the gift that keep on givin’ to her only man
looking like santa’s little helper got an only fans
i’m only playin’ but since the kids are out of sight
turn the music up ’cause i doubt it’ll be a silent night
she in my ugly sweater lookin’ pretty fine
that’s why she can get the season greeting from me anytime
starving for a loving, feeling like it’s dinnertime
hot stuff, donna summer, even if it’s wintertime
please forgive if i offend, you know i tend to speak with candor
hop in the sleigh bed, let me be your secret santa
see, there ain’t no better time than the present
it’s the most wonderful time of the year, get your blessin’
[chorus: debórah bond & substantial]
i know it’s late
but there’s a gift you can open now
i tried to wait
but i’m ready and i hope your down
what i’m tryin’ to say
is you can have whatever you allow
how that sound?
right now
it’s going down
(happy kwanzaa, mama)

[verse 2]
’twas the night before kwanzaa
she wanna thank me for the night before and i’m honored
bedroom lit, more candles than a kinara
hope we got enough to light ’em up tomorrow
bottomless, just her favorite tee with an affirmation
i’m down to work queen, please accept my application
kwanzaa after dark – blacker, bigger, better
shea b-tter baby shinin’, warmin’ up this chilly weather
grind on tilt like [?], ’bout to slide out my dashiki
we be reppin’ black excellence but still be kinda freaky
i quench your royal fire and sympathize with your thirst
they say kwanzaa for the babies, but we gotta make ’em first
raise ’em right, raise a glass love, it’s time to pour libation
you must be my soul sista, but no relation
[?]
here to serve my queen, as a king it’s a requirement
[chorus: debórah bond & substantial]
i know it’s late
but there’s a gift you can open now
i tried to wait
but i’m ready and i hope your down
what i’m tryin’ to say
is you can have whatever you allow
how that sound?
right now
it’s going down
(merry christmas, baby)

i know it’s late
but there’s a gift you can open now
i tried to wait
but i’m ready and i hope your down
what i’m tryin’ to say
is you can have whatever you allow
how that sound?
right now
it’s going down
(happy kwanzaa, mama)

- bop alloy

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