Naughty X-Mas

Dear Santa It's Queen Zav I thought I'd write to you this time I know it's been awhile But before the new year begins I want to tell you something Look Jingle jingle jingle all the way Oh what fun is to ride on his pretty face Santa I've been naughty But I promise I'm real nice Let's shoot a fucking movie And we can go all night You can have my cookies But you gotta make the milk If I shake my ass You gotta pay my fucking bills I look like a girl But act like a lady I think like a man But work like a boss Money cant buy happiness But I'd rather cry in a Mercedes Than on a fucking bus I'll be a thief in the night With your credit cards I need to max out cuz we don't shop at no Walmart On Christmas I better get a Gucci bag A Birkin bag Throw in that Prada Yeah Gimmie Versace And throw in a milli I really don't want no Wendy's Yeah Throw in that henny We pouring up Not throwing up We t-ing up Having a fucking party While I get a little naughty I compete with no one If what I do threatens you Well that's your fucking problem Yeah I get what I want Don't tell me no You'll just end up broke Cuz when I saw it I wanted it And I got it Yeah They say I'm a spoiled brat But I call it a boss Queen That just wants all the fucking Bling Yeah I want everything I hope you got me A diamond ring Yeah yeah Santa hope you got it all My birthday coming up can you Get me something for that too Nah okay Bye Yeah Queen Zav Peace