Santa Claus Bag Lyrics

Santa Claus got the bag a

And I got it too

If it ain't all about the pape

Don't hit my line

Benjamin Frank

Know that I'm winning everytime

I hit the club

And I'm picking out a dime

And when I hit that pussy baby

Just know that it's mine

Santa Claus got the bag

And I got it too

I just slid in a coup

That bitch ain't got a roof

All my niggas throw the hands

We ain't got a shoot

See you hatin in the club who the fuck is you

Please don't get it twisted baby

I know that it's fat

All that shit you talkin nigga

We know that it's cap

Anything I speak on

Yeah they gotta know it's facts

I shop out of Neimans nigga

You shop out the gap

I need all baguettes on my wrist

Hoes stand in line like they next on the list

Bottles of the rose watch us flex in the vip

Take a couple with us on the jet to the six

Know we got to keep it lit

She only picking up the blue strips

Make that ass clap its like acoustics

If she bring a friend then I'm choosing

I guess I'm a fuckin opportunist

She love it how I talk to jazzy

If I get her to the crib then I'm hulk smashing

We just hit'em like they blunts

Then we fuckin pass'em

Lord please take the wheel for I fuckin crash it

Spill't this 1942 on the louie jacket

If it ain't all about the pape

Don't hit my line

Benjamin Frank

Know that I'm winning everytime

I hit the club

And I'm picking out a dime

And when I hit that pussy baby

Just know that it's mine

Santa Claus got the bag

And I got it too

I just slid in a coup

That bitch ain't got a roof

All my niggas throw the hands

We ain't got a shoot

See you hatin in the club who the fuck is you

Please don't get it twisted baby

I know that it's fat

All that shit you talkin nigga

We know that it's cap

Anything I speak on

Yeah they gotta know it's facts

I shop out of Neimans nigga

You shop out the gap