the game in here Know you playin in here, what you sayin in here You're playin here Like Free and Mary J. Blige, AJ look like the Predator #1 With the tec-9 in the duffel bag
it I'm so high, yeah, the weed, I'm still sparkin' it My bitch bad and my diamonds still sparklin' Got the competition shakin' like Parkinson's Breads in the bag
comes tonight. Here comes Santa Claus, Here comes Santa Claus, Right down Santa Claus Lane, He's got a bag that's filled with toys For boys and girls
Claus Comes tonight Here comes Santa Claus Here comes Santa Claus Right down Santa Claus Lane He's got a bag That's filled with toys For boys and girls
From Coney Island to The Sunset Strip Somebody's gonna make a happy trip Tonight, while the moon is bright He's gonna have a bag of crazy toys To give
town Go 13 miles then slow it down Radar trap, Barney Fife Don't hold that brown bag up to high Red dirt roads and big tire toys Country girls and redneck
man [Pimp C - Insert] (Rasaq ad-libs) What yall know about them Texas boys Comin down in candy toys, comin' down in candy toys.. What yall-What yall
got from the store He bought it with the money he got from his chores He robbed a candy shop, told her, ?Lay down on the floor Put the cookies in the bag
, missed and hit a nigga in his head with dis one I'ma paint da city red wit dis one I'm ahead wit dis one See u fuckin' wit da boys Who tote toys way
So if I come, nigga, just save me a blade and a pump I'm raised in the slum where the bad grow Unlike no other, I'm real gutta like bag 'Bauds I stash
condo top floor aroma High to the sky when I step up in this bitch Thousand dollar cologne, no ceiling in this bitch The marble for the Louis the bag
em, baby! [Nicki Minaj Talking] Alright daddy [Lil Wayne Talking] Nicki Lewinsky [Nicki Minaj] I got a fetish for boys that's pushing them nice toys
you but your lies So cut the shit, cause it's startin to draw flies You're played like my five-year old's newborn toys Don't know shit about chicago,
out shoppin, I go for broke I mean literally, there is no hope Cause I'm a big time spender, let me buy that shit Put it in the bag soon as I eye that
the lane Eyes real tight 'cause I'm chockin' the green Vision messed up 'cause I'm drinkin' to lean Messin' with a D-Boy, ridin' them big toys Make your
45 make them bitches back it up Catch them ridin on them thangs make them bitches jack it up Here they got that pot it man make them bitches bag it up
little war toys Got him bombed on the carpet (brown-out in the townhouse) I believe I'd conceive to exhibit all the prowess of a paper-bag soldier (burn