Jingle Bells歌词

作词 : Kentrell Gaulden/Michael Roberge/Lazerick Doniel Seymour
作曲 : Kentrell Gaulden/Michael Roberge/Lazerick Doniel Seymour
[Intro]
Uh
Yeah, Top, baow, nigga
What?
Mm-mm-mmm
I get to stepping on shit
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm, yeah

[Chorus]
I got your back, hold on get back
Plat-plat-plat-plat, success that (Yeah)
I'm on yo' ass
You gon' get whacked
I want you smashed, I bet that
I say my prayers ain't been answered
I'll hold a bitch for ransom (Lil Top, nigga)
I'll put your pussy ass on the news (Yeah, bitch)

[Verse 1]
I'm talking knocked from out your shoes, bitch
Get blues'd bitch
I cock it, boom
I'm making toons
I bet I'll make you move, bitch
I come equipped, check out this drac', this bitch here got a cool kit
Play with my name, I let it bang
This bitch here got a [?] kick
Check out that Tyler, I got him wildin'
All he know is shoot shit
Put Taaka Vodka in my bottle, need that boost to boot with
I came through swerving in that 'burban, playing all my new shit
I was getting dirty, was screaming murder talking with my new bitch
This shit ain't for kids
Hold on

[Bridge]
Jingle bell, jingle bell
Who gon' die today?
(Ha ha ha ha)
Hold on
My 5's come, ain't nobody safe
Take yo' face off with my K
It's 4KTrey

[Verse 2]
On some big wheels with big steel
Come **** with me, nigga
Lil bitch, it been real, get ya clique killed
I'm still with it, nigga
They don't care how I feel
I'm too trill
I'm Hilfiging nigga
Big house on top the hill
How I live? Like a ****ing gravedigger
You get caught up in that car, whoever in get slayed with you, yeah
**** 'round and get dead boy
Hit all in your head boy
I go too hard, me and my squad get put in fed cars
Boom
And get hit all in your dreads 'bout what you said boy (Ooh)
Mama I see that ain't no love for me, it's up with me, don't come for me
Oh you think that you could **** with me?
Get rolled on, now go to sleep
Go to far, can't find no peace
We gon' tie your mama up, you bitch, until you come to me
Demon seed, it's dumb with me, yeah
Them Goblins run down now they aiming at your head
Bitch, what you said?
Ratchet ass nigga, I ain't have a wife, I don't need a bed, yeah, yeah
Bitch, wanna play, I'ma have Dej whoop her head
Send the police up to my place, by the next day yo' daddy dead, mm-mm
60 Million, I want that money I'm on they ass, bitch, mm
They talk that shit, I ain't never been tried inside the Parish
Loose lipping with that bitch, she come and tell me like a parrot
I'll tear the extension out her wig
She do one thing, know I'm gon' flash
It's a trap, they be trapped out together, competition with that paper
Me and B bang out together, he the only one could save ya
Say it with your chest
This pussy nigga playing under the table
Better come correct, you know I'm known to send you to your maker
No matter how rich I get, I'm Northside nigga
I'm a jiggalator
I'm a rapper slayer, gon' get 'em now or later
Shit what it is? I ain't got no chill
I'm on them bars like they Now and Laters
Run down when I creep on 'em I bust, he get annihilated

[Chorus]
I got your back, hold on get back
Plat-plat-plat-plat, success that (Yeah)
I'm on yo' ass
You gon' get whacked
I want you smashed, I bet that
I say my prayers ain't been answered
I'll hold a bitch for ransom (Lil Top, nigga)
I'll put your pussy ass on the news (Yeah, bitch)