letra de tell santa - tyga
[chorus]
ayy, tell santa don’t come this christmas
b-tch, i’m outside gettin’ gifts with the mob stick (yeah)
playin’ bobby shmurda, i’m a hot n-gga
had to cut ties with the b-tch, she obnoxious (woah)
n-gga, i’m too clean for a moshpit
n-gga ain’t a nerd, but she playin’ with my joystick (yeah)
and i got the sled outside (‘side)
and i got a neck full of ice (ice)
[verse 1]
ayy, tell santa don’t k!ll the vibe (vibe)
’tis the season, arrive (hi)
she a bunny, she energized (‘gized)
bang it up then i slide (bang it)
ayy, she do bi in dubai (bi)
she like girls, so do i (i do)
she give head in the sky (woah)
club mile high (ha)
yeah, rappers tryna f-ck on my ex hoes (ayy)
yeah, these n-ggas rap good but they weirdos (yeah)
yeah, hangin’ out the window on melrose
’cause my n-ggas stay strapped like velcro
yeah, off the casamigos and it’s yolo (yolo)
saint nick, i got three hoes (three hoes)
i’m a star, you just b-roll (background)
show the p-ssy for a c-note
[chorus]
ayy, tell santa don’t come this christmas
b-tch, i’m outside gettin’ gifts with the mob stick (yeah)
playin’ bobby shmurda, i’m a hot n-gga
had to cut ties with the b-tch, she obnoxious (woah)
n-gga, i’m too clean for a moshpit
n-gga ain’t a nerd, but she playin’ with my joystick (yeah)
and i got the sled outside (‘side)
and i got a neck full of ice (ice)
[verse 2]
tell santa don’t come this christmas
b-tch, i been naughty with the glock, i’m a misfit
i been came and she suckin’ on my limp bizkit
money talk, awaken my senses
two maybachs, that’s two twin benzies
if i said “f-ck you” then i meant that sh-t
no friend zone f-ckin’ in this friendship (yeah)
yellow diamonds lookin’ like a simpson
b-tch, i got hitman and a henchman (whoa)
glocky in the toolbox, i got wrench, man
my brother ae from oakland so rich
you thought he was from richmond
whisperin’ angel turn to demon when she sip it
i’ma get my b-tch back like christian
i like a bad b-tch with no resistance
i like relationships long-distance
[chorus]
ayy, tell santa don’t come this christmas
b-tch, i’m outside gettin’ gifts with the mob stick (yeah)
playin’ bobby shmurda, i’m a hot n-gga
had to cut ties with the b-tch, she obnoxious (woah)
n-gga, i’m too clean for a moshpit
n-gga ain’t a nerd, but she playin’ with my joystick (yeah)
and i got the sled outside (‘side)
and i got a neck full of ice (ice)
[outro]
tell santa don’t come this christmas
b-tch, i been naughty with the glock, i’m a misfit
i been came and she suckin’ on my limp bizkit
money talk, awaken my senses
two maybachs, that’s two twin benzies
if i said “f-ck you” then i meant that sh-t
no friend zone f-ckin’ in this friendship
yellow diamonds lookin’ like a simpson
b-tch
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