The colder it gets outside The more it warms my soul Christmas is on my mind I just gotta make it home It won't be long 'till I am singing To the rhythm of the Salvation Army bell ringing But this road keeps going for miles and miles Oh please get me there on time Hold on Christmas I'm begging you please Hold on Christmas Christmas wait for me For me Tell Santa to take his time Don't be in such a rush Just give me a chance So I can get there before he does I gotta see my baby and hold her hand While we're watching It's A Wonderful Life again It's the only present I need right now So please could you help me out Gifts beneath the tree Kids pretend to sleep It's finally Christmas Eve So keep the fire bright Don't turn out the light I'll be home tonight

Yeah Ooh, Ooh, Uh huh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh I wanna, Ooh I wanna I wanna flex on my ex (My yeah) I wanna bury a check (A check) Count hundreds by the roll (By the roll) If it ain't 0's don't go (Don't do it) Know the game play rolls (Roll) Me cold I know (I know it) Started with a dream, turned it to a goal Now you niggas know the code (Now you know) I wanna flex on my ex (My yeah) I wanna bury a check (A check) Count hundreds by the roll (By the roll) If it ain't 0's don't go (Don't you go) Know the game play rolls (Play the roll) Me cold I know (Me know it) Started with a dream, turned it to a goal Now you niggas know the code (Yeah, uhh) I need Boosie, wipe me down (Yeah) All alone, my rap game Rikers Isle (Rikers Isle) We need more 0's for the percentile Car bumper make a nigga sing that Juvenile (When you back that ass up) Show it & prove it (Uhh uhh) My whip is the newest (Uhh uhh) And you can't fuck with me (Nah) My game is the prudest I just took the top off the whip, now that's a Nudist (Nudie) I just got fly on my Ex, man I'm a mutant (Yeah man) Jag in the Hills for the evening (Zoom) Seats even like Stevens (Coupe) I'm on like adhesive (Adhesive) We mis-treat for treason (We hurt you) Some or all them fall through for the winner But we here through all season (Run it back) Summer, Autumn, Fall through for the Winter But we here through all seasons Get it? I wanna flex on my ex (My yeah) I wanna bury a check (A check) Count hundreds by the roll (By the roll) If it ain't 0's don't go (Don't you go) Know the game play rolls (Play the roll) Me cold I know (Me know it) Started with a dream, turned it to a goal Now you niggas know the code (Okay okay) Flex on ex is all I do (All I do) I'm the man, boy who are you? (Boy who are you?) Lil' niggas keep they number 2's (They number 2) 'Cause I teach 'em how to flex, P.E. back in school (We back) I just recouped for that Bentley coupe Bendin' corners and breakin' rules I been shinin' boy Stanley Kub Rap game all in the noose Chains look like I just robbed a tomb Chosen one since he out the womb So I zoom (Zoom, zoom, zoom) Yeah, you could hate but why not like me? (Why not?) Look, you know ain't nobody like me (Nobody) Mark you X but please don't find me (Don't find) Thought you was my Aphrodite (I thought) Now you and the devil seem an awful lot like full blown siamese I wanna flex I wanna flex I wanna flex on you I wanna flex I wanna flex I wanna flex on you I wanna flex on my ex (My yeah) I wanna bury a check (A check) Count hundreds by the roll (By the roll) If it ain't 0's don't go (Don't you go) Know the game play rolls (Play the roll) Me cold I know (Me know it) Started with a dream, turned it to a goal Now you niggas know the code Now you niggas know the goal Take the hit and move slow No service overlooking water (What?) I feel like Jacques Cousteau I'm the original, the sound wave So nothing here can be downplayed My exes never been this high up So everything they touch is a downgrade It's pretty sad I got to flex on you (Yup) You used to be the one I flexed with (Price) Now you're name is on the X-list (Ex) Grab your shit and see the exit (Bye) No more dates, no more spas No more callin' my phone it ain't for play play (Never) No more posted with the clique Chillin' in the VIP or Hawaii for vacays (Yeah!) This shit a rap for real (For real) No coming back for real (For real) All of that stuntin' on the Gram You ain't foolin' me, It's an act for real (For real) I got all the game, I don't need a class (Nope) Don't hit me late night, I don't need to smash (Nah) Just remember that you lost the realest for trying to find out who got the greener grass I wanna flex on my ex (My yeah) I wanna bury a check (A check) Count hundreds by the roll (By the roll) If it ain't 0's don't go (Don't you go) Know the game play rolls (Play the roll) Me cold I know (Me know it) Started with a dream, turned it to a goal Now you niggas know the code I wanna flex I wanna flex I wanna flex on you I wanna flex I wanna flex I wanna flex on you

Light the blunts up when I walk in the building (ooh) Gravy gettin' buck everytime I get up in it (ayy) Always pull up with a plethora of women I be like, "Yup, bitch, that's how I be livin'" And your bitch say, "What's up?" Ayy, she tryna get it "Gravy, let me fuck", ooh, I'll consider I ain't bust a nut in the last 30 minutes So I say, "Yup, babygirl, I'ma hit it I'ma hit it, baby" Don't you fuck with me, buddy, you could meet the Fockers When I pop it off, call me Orville Redenbacher I be cookin' up, I'm the young Betty Crocker (ooh) Gravy piped your mom again, wow, what a shocker Hannah Montana I got the juice, I got the Fanta I got the juice like a banana I got the juice like Tropicana I make gas, I got gelato I'ma splash, I'm like a bottle Got pizazz like it's my motto I'm tryna pull up on Nelly Furtado, and then I'ma smash (smash) Gravy got your boo though She sittin' in my jacuzzi (ooh) I think I need a few more Yeah, and if you got the Henny Pour it up when I walk in the building (ooh) Gravy gettin' buck everytime I get up in it (ayy) Always pull up with a plethora of women I be like, "Yup, bitch, that's how I be livin'" And your bitch say, "What's up?" Ayy, she tryna get it "Gravy, let me fuck", ooh, I'll consider I ain't bust a nut in the last 30 minutes So I say, "Yup, babygirl, I'ma hit it I'ma hit it, baby" Yup, she said, "Yup", I said, "Yup" I pull (up), I clap (yup, yup, yup) Baby (I'ma hit it, baby) And if that bitch can clip her seatbelt On the first try, then she ain't my type (I need a thicky!) Gravy need a bitch with a ass so fat That it makes it hard to live her life (goddamn) And I'ma get the bands even if I don't want to If you smell like Black & Mild's, baby, I don't want you Gravy got the drip and the cheese like I'm fondue All of y'all been on one, congrats, bitch, I'm on two And she call me Papa Johns I got the sauce, baby Get the fuck off my lawn Now get lost, baby! Bitch, I feel like Boss Baby mixed with Jack Frost 80 bitches in my crib Runnin' through 'em, Randy Ross, baby Ooh Pussy Gravy Light the blunts up when I walk in the building (ooh) Gravy gettin' buck everytime I get up in it (ayy) Always pull up with a plethora of women I be like, "Yup, bitch, that's how I be livin'" And your bitch say, "What's up?" Ayy, she tryna get it "Gravy, let me fuck", ooh, I'll consider I ain't bust a nut in the last 30 minutes So I say, "Yup, babygirl, I'ma hit it I'ma hit it, baby"

Bussin'! Gravy, Y2K, that's bussin' Ouh Said I wasn't gonna hit? Fuck it Gravy always makin' rain, buckets Lil' momma said she clean? Don't trust it I might fuck around and start a ruckus, yeah Yoko with the yay? Bussin'! Time piece pink face? Bussin'! Chimichurri on a steak? Bussin'! And when I'm wit' yo bae? Bussin'! Shawty said she clean? (Huh) Uh, suspect Double wrap 'cause the ass rambunctious (rambunctious) Hair? Luscious Said she out my league, but I did her justice Lil' momma suck it up like she Kirby Horses in the whip like the Kentucky Derby (giddy up) I don't play golf, but I stay with the birdies Bitch I'm dumb cold, call me Mr. McFlurry Said I wasn't gonna hit (hit, hit, hit) Fuck it Gravy always makin' rain, buckets Lil' momma said she clean? Don't trust it I might fuck around and start a ruckus, yeah Yoko with the yay? Bussin'! Time piece pink face? Bussin'! Chimichurri on a steak? Bussin'! And when I'm wit' yo bae? Bussin'! Ran off with your bitch, I said "vamoose" (Who?) Fresh as hell, always in a tan suit Spittin' rhymes, gettin' dimes, call me Dr. Seuss Feel like lucky charms, bitch I got a pot o' loot Fuck that, runway I wear a gap Ghostride, one way, Cadillac Eat fresh, Subway with the pack Sippin' tea, with your love, young chap (shut the fuck up) Said I wasn't gonna hit (hit, hit, hit, woah) Fuck it Gravy always makin' rain, buckets Lil' momma said she clean? Don't trust it I might fuck around and start a ruckus, yeah Yoko with the yay? Bussin'! Time piece pink face? Bussin'! Chimichurri on a steak? Bussin'! And when I'm wit' yo bae? Bussin'!

I'ma tell you to your face boy Your mom a cougar Shawty serve me up, nah, feel like I'm at Hooters (Baby) I scoop then I dip, I be moving like an Uber Fresh out the clink cooking up, Martha Stewart Martha Stewart (Ayy), Martha Stewart (Ayy) Make maneuvers (Yeah), think I'm Martha Stewart (Woah) Martha Stewart (Ayy), with some cougars (Baby) Gravy with your mama in the kitchen, Martha Stewart (Ayy) It's Martha Stewart, (Martha Stewart) I had to do her (Martha Stewart) I keep a cougar (Martha Stewart) I think I'm Martha Stewart (It's Martha Stewart) Martha Stewart, I keep a cougar (Martha Stewart) Gravy with your mama in the kitchen, Martha Stewart (Ayy) Slim dick ho', that's my honey (Yeah, yeah) Get the bread, get the stacks, get the money Shawty got the ass going dummy (Yeah, yeah) Get the bread, get the stacks, get the money Ayy, I'ma write a book, how to cook, like I'm Martha I just got the mink all pink, I'ma parka (Woah) Kick the Plain Jane and I turn into a sparkler Took yo main thing, ghost ride and I parked her Yuh, ayy, ooh, Gravy on me making hymns Thirty-thousand on my limbs Treat you like a pair of Timbs, you get scuffed (Woah) Get that coochie on a whim Give that girl the stuff like I'm Shaq jumping out the gym Ooh, ayy, I fucked my tutor, yeah, I'm flexed up Sit behind your bitch on her scooter I don't hit no groupies, baby, only fuck with cougars I'm a blond ho, self-made, call me Martha Stewart Martha Stewart (Ayy), Martha Stewart (Ayy) Make maneuvers (Yeah), think I'm Martha Stewart (Woah) Martha Stewart (Ayy), with some cougars (Baby) Gravy with your mama in the kitchen, Martha Stewart (Ayy) It's Martha Stewart, (Martha Stewart) I had to do her (Martha Stewart) I keep a cougar (Martha Stewart) I think I'm Martha Stewart (It's Martha Stewart) Martha Stewart, I keep a cougar (Martha Stewart), ayy Gravy with your mama in the kitchen, Martha Stewart (Ayy) I'm like Martha Stewart (Ooh), you like Stuart Little (Ayy) Gravy gon' serenade your sister on the fiddle (Pussy) Look down at my wrist, it's a high chance of drizzle (Pussy) Your whole gang hooked like the motherfucking Wiggles (Pussy) I'll be iced out, you can call me Kris Kringle (Ho) Can't nobody reach me, I'm the bottom of the Pringles Olive Garden hit me up to make they ass a jingle 'Til I found out the president of marketing was single (Man, I'm fucked) Ayy, ayy, ayy (Yo mom a cougar), ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy (Feel like I'm at Hooters), ayy (Baby) Ayy, ayy (Moving like an Uber), ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Fresh out the clink cooking up, Martha Stewart) Martha Stewart (Ayy), Martha Stewart (Ayy) Make maneuvers (Yeah), think I'm Martha Stewart (Woah) Martha Stewart (Ayy), with some cougars (Baby) Gravy with your mama in the kitchen, Martha Stewart (Ayy) It's Martha Stewart, (Martha Stewart) I had to do her (Martha Stewart) I keep a cougar (Martha Stewart) I think I'm Martha Stewart (It's Martha Stewart) Martha Stewart, I keep a cougar (Martha Stewart) Gravy with your mama in the kitchen, Martha Stewart, (Ayy) It's Martha Stewart, (Martha Stewart) I had to do her (Martha Stewart) I keep a cougar (Martha Stewart), ayy I think I'm Martha Stewart (It's Martha Stewart) Martha Stewart, I keep a cougar (Martha Stewart), ayy Gravy with your mama in the kitchen, Martha Stewart (Ayy)