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Tis The Season Lyrics - Artist : Big Freedia
Can you turn those bells up?
I need a little bit more jingle Jingle, jingle, jingle, it's Christmas time 'Tis the season to be naughty Back it up and shake your body Make your list and check it twice What you, what you want now What you, what you want now Fill the bank roll, check the price What you, what you want now What you, what you want now 'Tis the season to be naughty Run it back like a Christmas movie Home alone in the mirror grooving All I want is some bright red rubies And a fine man to bring 'em to me UPS bring that BDE, talking VVS, talking Tiffany It's that YSL with the jingle bells Don't get what I want then I'm raising hell She want some BB, some Fendi Gabbana, some Gucci Laurent, CELINE McQueen and her Louis All in her red 'Cause the devil wear Prada Ho ho ho for Balenciaga Ho ho ho for Balenciaga 'Tis the season to be naughty Back it up and shake your body Make your list check it twice What you, what you want now What you, what you want now Fill the bank roll, check the price What you, what you want now What you, what you want now 'Tis the season to be naughty Start the sleigh 'cause we going to the North Pole Red bottoms look nice with the red nose Call me Frosty, yeah I keep it ice cold Call me Santa, yeah I roll with three hoes Oh, holy night Twelve reindeers on a private flight Oh, bitch I might Go duffy duffy duffy before daylight Oh, you better call Mrs Claus Hit the deck and then the halls I'm on your bitch's wish list Damn, I want Big Freedia for Christmas 'Tis the season to be naughty Back it up and shake your body Make your list and check it twice What you, what you want now What you, what you want now Fill the bank roll, check the price What you, what you want now What you, what you want now 'Tis the season to be naughty |
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