Merry Christmas, motherfuckers.
Act the feds, act the streets.
Ask the girls, no, ask your girl.
You see my jewels, you see my gear,
you see my tats, I'm VIP.
I'm in the place, you see my face.
I'm V .I .P. with a P .Y .T. on my D .I .C.
but she said I'm B .I .G.
Pulled out a Coke, looked at it,
snorted it, like a P .I .G.
Too much cash, more bitch
Somebody call up T .I. please
Girls rub my back in my bucket hat
See my bracelet like, what the fuck is that?
Get it together, me, I'ma get it forever
You gon' get it forever, good,
we can glitter together, baby
ask your girl, ask her friends
stay green, all the plans
for years they been scouting me
instead y should've been proud of me
I don't care your baby mom,
I gave her a milk mustache,
told her go kill that bus pass
Got her nails done, her stomach done,
That type, they get my dick hard,
real hard when I brush past, like
She know who I be, who I be,
got friends, bring home two or three
She say, they for you and me,
I mean, you and I, I'm like, do or die,
going hand -in -hand with
They know who I be, they know me,
Yeah, they know me, know me
Merry Christmas, motherfuckers