Christmas Time 2.0 ft. cuzz.y Lyrics

(Is it snowing outside yet?)

The other day I met Santa

Yeah, that man's got banter (banter)

Never stuck in traffic, no lights turning amber (amber)

He wears red, no anger (anger)

Always in the same outfit, no hamper (hamper)

Yeah, he still dapper (dapper)

Reindeer from Rudolph to Prancer (Prancer)

He plays COD, no camper (camper)

Minecraft, an enchanter (enchanter)

He rich, got pamper (pamper)

Live in the UK, always damper (always damper)

It's Christmas time

Hear the jingle bells chime

My lyrics always rhyme

Like 'Home Alone', got increased crime

Up the charts, this song won't climb

Give you goosebumps, no R.L. Stine

Star on top of the tree that always shine

Yeah, the Christmas tree always pine

This song ain't like any other of mine (woah)

Yeah, it won't define

But it's Christmas time (it's Christmas time, it's Christmas time)

Yeah, I saw Santa Claus

Smacked an elf in the jaws (clobbered)

Always on world tours

In the UK, it always pours

Always in his sleigh

Make sure his elves obey (obey)

This song is at most okay (okay, sitting in his sleigh)

It's Christmas time

Hear the jingle bells chime

My lyrics always rhyme (rhyme)

Like 'Home Alone', got increased crime

Up the charts, this song won't climb

Give you goosebumps, no R.L. Stine

Star on top of the tree that always shine (shine)

Yeah, the Christmas tree always pine (pine)

This song ain't like any other of mine (mine)

Yeah, it won't define (won't define in a London state of mind)

But it's Christmas time

It's Barack on the mic and we're bringing it back (yeah)

Got your mum in a stack

Sorry, that's just a fact (okay)

Mine's nice, long and black but your mum's gone too far (ooh)

I'm licking her toes in the back of her car (ooh)

I saw Mrs Claus and her bunda walk passed (it's big)

I went even harder and I came a bit fast

She was having a blast, but I was starting to blow

But she still prefers me 'cause you're too slow

Don't stop me now 'cause I'm starting to flow

I'm a rich-ass boy, I got cash I can show (okay)

Face full of joy as it's beginning to snow (okay)

I got ten little elves sucking each of my toes (okay)

I love little balls, so they call me Defoe

Mrs Claus is so hot that she starting to glow

They call me a baker, the way I be baking, the way I be making this bread and this dough

Call me Papi Claus like Matty Tilbz

R.I.P. Maradona, that fatty kills

On the M.I.C. doing S.A. I love K.I.D. and Bombay

Spawn camping in your mum's vag, call me a rat

I got a 4 K/D, we call that a stat (ay)

Too many hoes chat, that's a statistic

She's like "I'm stuck step bro", that's a sad step sis

We be passing your mum like a prime time spliff

I'm called God of War, I'm on the edge of a cliff

Barack's dick is stiff and inside Mrs Claus

I've got her gagging for it, whilst on all fours

Santa's gay so I opened his jaw (he's gay)

I've got eggnog so I gave it a pour

I'm black, so I rob every store

I'm back, I know you want more

My dick's a pepperoni, and it's in bits

But I couldn't care anymore, just 'cause it's

Christmas time

Hear the jingle bells chime (jingle bells)

My lyrics always rhyme (always rhyme)

Like 'Home Alone', got increased crime

Up the charts, this song won't climb

Give you goosebumps, no R.L. Stine

Star on the top of the tree that always shine

Yeah, the Christmas tree always pine

This song ain't like any other of mine

Yeah, it won't define (in a London state of mind)

But it's Christmas time

Feeling hashtag blessed

These elves been getting finessed (finessed)

Say it with chest

You ain't finna pass this test (pass this test)

Finally a song where you aren't depressed (yeah)

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas

Hope you're granted all your most wanted wishes (ooh)

Everything off the top of your wishlist (wishlist)

Shout out "Kobe!" and you're always gonna swish this (Kobe!)

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas

And a Happy New Year