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letra de a duragian christmas - mir blackwell

[intro: isthatfr0st]
hohoho! and what would you like for christmas, little one? a durag?

[verse 1: mir blackwell]
all i want is the day off
and some brand new shades, no ray charles
and a new bae ’cause my old shorty still not tryna play ball
like scru face, i keep everything tall
tell santa bring two bags of sh-t
too naughty, too nice, too brash to miss
i need two phones to bag a b-tch
keep one on the side for collabs and sh-t
wait, i’m mad as sh-t
better bring me a hela and a magdalene
better bring me a baddy and her badder friend
santa move like the plug, i’m just tapping in
need a watch where the hands don’t stop
and a brand new card where the bands don’t drop
and the charts have me, and my mans on top
’cause i work too hard, but the plans don’t stop
who too naughty? i’m way too c-cky, i might end up off of the list
i might write some sh-t that’s for me and tell santa claus that it was all for my sis
i came with three hoes, but i don’t get no whip, so young rudolph came for the assist
i said i was moving these trees, and they thought i was still in the crib with the gifts
[interlude: mir blackwell]
i don’t like this part of this beat, so for christmas i wish to get back to the cool part!

[verse 2: mir blackwell]
i need my stocking stuffed with no stocking stuffers
h-lla blues, like green is not my color
icy jewels like we is not in summer
i can move like santa, check the numbers
i tag a chick, i’m in and out, no magic trick
check the trunk, i’m bagging sh-t, peel off the lot, the fastest whip
’cause every year i’m back with hits
i’m over nas, i’m past legit
this the type of sh-t i need frost on
here by the night, by the morning, i’ll be long gone
hop on the beat and put the sauce on
but my only wish that you, please, keep my songs on
i know when i bring the eggnog on
shorty finna end up in my room with a thong on
mouth wide open, got her pog on
chilling in the snow, you would think i had a pawg jawn

[outro: isthatfr0st]
oh, missis claus, someone wants to be on a body list this year? oh, sh-t! ahem-ahem
then i sprang to my slay, to duragia i flew
head wear of all colors – red, white, and even blue
and then i exclaimed as i flew out of sight
merry christmas to all, and to all a good night!

- mir blackwell

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