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letra de sad christmas - kenny muney

[intro]
(vxsma)
(cameron, you k!lled it)
ayy, ayy

[chorus]
it’s gon’ be a sad day on christmas when you n-ggas play with me (yeah)
jumpin’ in sleds, tryin’ all this ice on, tryna knock somethin’ off they feet (bah)
now your kids miss you, my family need me, n-gga, you should’ve left instead of beefin’ (yeah)
i’m cold hearted, i don’t wanna hear no lecture, they took my n-gga from me (d-mn)
sh-t left me cold, you can see fire in my eyes (hot)
but my heart like zero degrees (i’m cold)
i just wanna see somebody dead (yeah)
n-ggas shouldn’t have been playin’ with me (gang)
now you can’t never put up a tree
f-ck n-ggas shouldn’t have been playin’ in the streets
i know them boys wanna stand over mе
but i know god got his hand over me (yeah)

[verse]
thеse n-ggas be playin’ for no reason
turn around, they be whinin’ about it (b-tch-ass)
n-ggas ‘posed to be slidin’ about it (slidin’)
where i’m from, n-ggas gotta be violent (yeah)
shawty ask me, “what we doing for christmas?”
i told her i wanna go chill on the island (yup)
i send a jet for my momma, no, we never had sh-t, now i got momma ‘nem smilin’ (yeah)
i switch up quick, n-gga, play with my kindness
switch on the bl!ck, bullets coming, they flyin’ (bah, bah)
i send a blitz while i’m f-cking a fine b-tch
i put some snow on my shooter, he slimin’ sh-t out (yeah)
he just tryna buy his lil’ baby some shoes and clothes, he robbing and sh-t now (rob)
i gave him a bag, go hustle, my n-gga, we need you out here, n-gga, sit down (sit down)
yeah, i know you don’t want you no hand-outs, but you knowin’ how me and you get down
i’m just happy you still here with me, n-gga, f-ck this money, got a big pile
i got turkey bags for the holidays, i’m in saint nick for a minute now
i’ma go up for who ain’t with me now (yeah, long live my n-ggas)
[chorus]
it’s gon’ be a sad day on christmas when you n-ggas play with me (for real)
jumpin’ in sleds, tryin’ all this ice on, tryna knock somethin’ off they feet (yeah)
now your kids miss you, my family need me, n-gga, you should’ve left instead of beefin’ (yeah)
i’m cold hearted, i don’t wanna hear no lecture, they took my n-gga from me (tear down)
sh-t left me cold, you can see fire in my eyes (it’s hot)
but my heart like zero degrees (i’m cold)
i just wanna see somebody dead (i need it)
n-ggas shouldn’t have been playin’ with me (gang)
now you can’t never put up a tree
f-ck n-ggas shouldn’t have been playin’ in the streets
i know them boys wanna stand over me
but i know god got his hand over me

[outro]
yeah, it’s gon’ be a sad day on christmas when you b-tch-ass n-ggas play with blue muney
hmm, n-gga, i’m still playin’ with this money
and i’ll still turn you to a zombie, n-gga

- kenny muney

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