Naughty or Nice

Naughty or nice You decide Lemme show you how I act the pipe Mrs. Claus Screams all night Santa Claus Know I ain't nice Yeah we climbing and climbing and climbing the list No she been naughty yall know she a witch Is getting all cold so we going inside Hit it from the back yall know it's three times Hit it hit it Going all fast when we in it Quit it quit it Says she a hoe we getting it Which we gonna be Naughty or nice Get on the list and we checking it twice Santa Claus coming and coming all night So don't even worry we don't need to fight Don't fight rolling to the top Raising to heaven you know we don't stop And we keeping it going the homie got shot But the demons are coming we are gonna get caught So I am looking at distance wishing there was gold Digging my grave and it's crushing my soul Doesn't even face me even with cold Never have I ever seen a hell so cold That's right should have been nice Getting the faxz you know I am right I know I've been naughty So I get out the way Before I set price Ain't no animal but I got the flow All of my homies got Santa Claus suits Cause they all gonna get low Get low With they hoe They all be chasing the dough Get low With they hoe Oh no they throwing a show Which am I naughty or nice Santa Claus, you can decide Ask your wife how I act with da pipe Plumbery you know I don't lie So I guess I'm nice You know I am nice with lies Cause I'm banged on your wife Jk you know that I lie Give me a lump of coal Give your wife a hickey oh no Watching my homies get low Not with me, they do it with hoes She a naughty Lil soul She sucking down yeah she sucking a toe Why she messes my flow So icy it looks like snow Naughty or nice You decide Lemme show you how I act the pipe Mrs. Claus Screams all night Santa Claus Knows I ain't nice Nice with flow Nice with your b She throwing it back Christmas my joy You know we are rich Don't even snitch Getting the money You know she want dough Yah she want dough Mess up you homie my Glock gonna glow More naughty than nice you already know Mrs. Claus still sucking my toes Last Christmas I gave you my lean And very next day you passed away Dj, I'm sorry you died I shouldn't have been so naughty