Xmas in The Living Room - Lando Bando & J1hunnit

We can turn the world off Forget about what's going on outside We can make it all stop Freeze a little time tonight Don't need a DJ, a disco ball No cover charge, no last call Just pull me close And let's see where this goes Turn the lights down low Let's take it slow Dancing in the living room Slow dancing in the living room It's just you and me in our bare feet Dancing in the living room Slow dancing in the living room We can put a record on Spin me like the vinyl, 'round and 'round Pour the drinks and make 'em strong (yeah) Burn up every candle in this house Turn the lights down low Let's take it slow Dancing in the living room Slow dancing in the living room It's just you and me in our bare feet Dancing in the living room Slow dancing in the living room Don't need a DJ, a disco ball If I got you, I got it all Just pull me close And let's see where this goes The lights down low Let's take it slow Dancing in the living room Slow dancing in the living room It's just you and me in our bare feet Dancing in the living room Slow dancing in the living room Dancing in the living room Slow dancing in the living room Slow dancing in the living room

When I was just seventeen I ran away from home To be with all the pretty people To be on my own, yeah Bright lights and trains and bedsit stains And pavements paved with gold And I believed in everything That everybody told me... Have mercy Have mercy on me I found myself in a lonely place With a suitcase full of dreams And I soon grew up to realize What living in the doghouse means, ooh But everyday I told myself Good things would happen soon 'Cause I knew that I was going to be A legend in my living room, yeah Have mercy (common on sister, sing) Have mercy on me Have mercy (common on brother, sing) Have mercy on me Have mercy (common on mother, sing) Have mercy on me Have mercy (common on father, sing) Have mercy on me (Welcome to this perfect world) Now everyday, on a dead-end street Is where I spend my time The dust has been collecting On the corners of my mind But I shed my tears in bitter drops Until the thorn trees bloomed To take the spiky fruit To crown myself the queen of doom, yeah Have mercy (common people sing) Have mercy on me (mercy on the children) Have mercy (common people sing) Have mercy on me (I need to hear you sing) Have mercy (oh they got it girls) Have mercy on me Have mercy (sing it for yourself) Have mercy on me

(1hunnit) (Goldie this one of them ones boy) (Ain't nothing else to do but to just carry on with this shit, Everything copacetic) I know it's hard to understand how I just carry on I'm at Perrys telling chef to make my date the best steak and prawns I got 6 wives and a couple concubines like Genghis Khan I learned how to put my hips in it from my uncle John I been pushing pounds for a minute now I'm big and brawn I was in the spot when you was tryna go to comic-con I just sipped a whole pint straight so excuse the yawn When I do bidness you can hear my Whiteside but I ain't Hassan I like to speak professional just to get the funds Matter fact don't even call me J1Hunnit, I'm Mr.Cohns You can't even tell we from the block, we upper echelon You can hear I got an accent, because it's southern drawn Baby In here with here back bent playing catch the cum She like to watch the kids hit her face, cause she think it's fun I smoke a lotta weed I'm finna go and buy an extra lung If Buddy came with dog shit on em, this extra dung Fuck spit boxing nigga meet me in the octagon I'm secretive as fuck, I treat the crib like the pentagon Lil one fell in love with the streets, he was super sprung I'm who they booking for the show, you who they casting for an Unsung I told my plug you gotta know I'll be there if you need me I'm money hungry But I'll never bite the hand that feeds me Lil Brody got left at the crib, cause he get to queezy We ain't got time to clean yo vomit just aim and squeeze it I'm down to have a face off, is you Gucci or Jeezy? Buddy had to put em in the dirt and they graphic tee'd em I got booked for my gun and my bond got paid by Deezy I'm moving slicker than some oil cause the streets get greasy I'll pop out just to shit on niggas Call me Rikishi I'm prolly somewhere out of town tryna put pounds in a Mitsubishi I can beat yo ass blindfolded, they call me Kenshi I miss my nigga, me and Koop was like Ren and Stimpy

Yeah 1Hunnit Look, It's training day, Is you Denzel or Ethan Hawke? He say he a pimp but he ain't say how much cat he bought I don't like to trick I treat when needed that's what I was taught Is you a Mac or you a simp? Cause I'm laying the law All my hoes be quiet til I tell em it's time to talk Bend over, baby, show them curves, shorty thick as a malt I Kicked her out the Benz, this hoe must think the she too fine to walk Where I'm from it's either, go to jail or get lined in chalk We took a vote and had spank em, it wasn't my fault How you go and do the hood wrong? Niggas ain't got heart We the ones protect and kept you safe when they wanted you Offed If I give bro the green light, he hop in all black like he goth If a nigga play we on his ass like a new pair of thongs They know that it's gassy when they order, you sniff thru da phone I had to spray, the man on fire, my dope too strong I had to find a new smell, Dior was last year's cologne I'll turn into Stewie bout that money like when Brian owed him Ima come and see you bout the cheese, no, it won't be long This package costed me arms and a leg, Bob oblong If you ain't talkin money when you call, you get the dial tone My Kitchen fulla cappuccino cups and double styrofoams Everybody in here sleep but me I can't be nodding off I gotta stay up to meet the quota, I ain't loggin off They know I'm online, I ain't declining if it's dollar talk (Nah, for real) They treat me like the black sheep My bitch mean as hell but she still going, Call her Maxine I be living single, I don't go with hoes they go with me I just make my jingles, Get my cheese, and smoke a lotta weed Johnny Appleseed, I made a route for them to work the trees They gon' run this package from the mountains to the Florida keys It aint take no effort, ima natural, I do it with ease I served my white Friend he said, "1Hunnit you the bees knees" That paper callin, I ain't stalling, I just wanna ball They envy me like Calboy, So ion fuck around at all I can sense The hate you niggas give like Regina hall I was short on cake but now my racks stacked, I stand tall I'm in a big house, robe on, Usher, You ain't gotta call Dancing round the crib let my balls hang wall to wall Come here tryna play and I'll drag a nigga, RuPaul AR make a nigga quit the bullshit, Luol All he could say was, "Dang", when I was aiming at his eyeballs Pocket fulla blue and green strips like the Seahawks I'm something like a wizard with the hustle, call em John wall Ima take the bag on vacation, Clark Griswold