作词 : Dess Dior/Coi Leray Collins/Jennifer Jade Roberts
作曲 : Dess Dior/Coi Leray Collins/Jennifer Jade Roberts/Gabriel pearson/Harry Ramanankatsoina
[Intro]
(Hey, jingle bells, jingle bells)
Go to Hell on them bells
(Hey, hey, jingle bells, jingle bells)
Yeah
G-g-go, go Sky
[Verse 1]
Dear Santa, let me start by sayin' Merry Christmas (Merry Christmas)
I want a real nigga, so I put him on my wish list (On my)
Free all my real niggas locked up in the penitentiary
Get 'em out, I ain't seen my brother in a minute now
Run it up so I can put my mama in a big house
Need a big Glock if you try it make 'em get down
Yeah, I'm the star on the tree, b***h, I'm lit now
Prada, the Louis, and need Gucci kicks now (Ayy)
[Chorus]
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas, hol' on (Real niggas)
Mеrry Christmas to all the real niggas, hol' on (Merry, Mеrry Christmas)
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas (Ayy)
We gon' turn up, get lit, we gon' turn up and (Ah)
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas, hol' on (Ayy)
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas, hol' on (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas (Ayy, ayy)
We gon' turn up, get lit, we gon' turn up and (Ah)
[Post-Chorus]
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas, hol' on (Uh)
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas, hol' on (D-Dior)
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas (Merry Christmas, babe)
We gon' turn up, get lit, we gon' turn up and
[Verse 2]
C-c-cars on my ears, cars on my wrist (Lookin' nice)
It's like Christmas every day for a rich b***h (Rich b***h)
Ran it up in some Saint Laurent thigh highs (Thigh highs)
Tryna fly my mama out on a G5
Go Bahamas for a day, make a turnaround
Say he like it from the back, so I turn around (Uh)
On my way to chill in Ibiza
All this ice 'round my neck, it might freeze ya (Freeze ya)
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas (Merry Christmas)
He be coppin' what I want, he gon' help me count these millions
I call my nigga Santa, way he comin' down my chimney
And you hoes like my elves the way you steady lookin' up to me
[Chorus]
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas, hol' on (Real niggas)
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas, hol' on (Merry, Merry Christmas)
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas (Ayy)
We gon' turn up, get lit, we gon' turn up and (Ah)
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas, hol' on (Ayy)
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas, hol' on (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas (Ayy, ayy)
We gon' turn up, get lit, we gon' turn up and (Ah)
[Post-Chorus]
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas, hol' on
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas, hol' on
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas
We gon' turn up, get lit, we gon' turn up and
[Verse 3]
Free all my niggas steady up North
And free the niggas that ain't snitch up on the source, uh
Free all my niggas wildin' on the boat
Free all my niggas ridin' out on Rikers on the low
I'm showin' niggas on the V.I
He catchin' b*****s on the V.I
He like 'em slim and I see why
That b***h made a nigga realize
He like 'em slim 'cause he know we ride the d**k good
'Cause I get on top and take it like a G should
Poppin' p***y, he gon' eat it like a freak should
Bend me over, ass clappin' 'cause the head good
You know he all up on my body like a killer
Now we gettin' nasty in private on a villa
He only like 'em natural in the body, no fillers
'Cause shorty on her grind all the time, that's why they feel her
[Chorus]
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas, hol' on (Real niggas)
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas, hol' on (Merry, Merry Christmas)
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas (Ayy)
We gon' turn up, get lit, we gon' turn up and (Ah)
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas, hol' on (Ayy)
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas, hol' on (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas (Ayy, ayy)
We gon' turn up, get lit, we gon' turn up and (Ah)
[Post-Chorus]
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas, hol' on
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas, hol' on
Merry Christmas to all the real niggas
We gon' turn up, get lit, we gon' turn up and