West Coast Christmas

(Ho ho ho, Merry Christmas)

No, it might not snow but I bet I make it rain, dear
I been slaying on these bitches, know that ain't fair
We on the West Coast, so you know the gang here
I've been naughty, I've been nice in the same year

'Cause this that West Coast Christmas
I want the world to feel this
Sing it like la-la-la-la
While we roll up the la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la

Just pulled up to Granny's (Skrrt) in my jammies (Jammies)
Brought some cookies and candies
We 'bout to kick it with family (Kick it)
No white Christmas here, we 'bout to barbeque
Sunshine and sky clear, going hard at it too (Going hard)
Cooking up the ham, got hella sides (Hella sides)
Mash potatoes, corn bread, mac and cheese, and a few pies (A-ha, OK)
Got the tree lit up, pretty twinkle lights (Lit, haha)
Eggnog in my cup, I'm 'bout the good vibes (Good vibes)
Feeling hella jolly, hella Bob Marley
Palm trees, homies on Harleys, hella gnarly
Been a little nice, been a little naughty (Yep)
So Ima be surprised to see what Santa got me (Ho ho ho)
If you dreaming fo' a batty, better hope you got me (For a batty)
Got a little fatty and a banging body (Banging, West Coast)
Ugly Christmas sweater wit' my Santa hat (Santa)
Nobody do it better, West Coast Christmas where it's at

No, it might not snow but I bet I make it rain, dear
I been slaying on these bitches, know that ain't fair
We on the West Coast, so you know the gang here
I've been naughty, I've been nice in the same year

'Cause this that West Coast Christmas
I want the world to feel this
Sing it like la-la-la-la
While we roll up the la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la

Ain't worried 'bout the haters, y'all some grinches (Grinch)
I'm just tryna get that paper, rock some inches (Inches)
I love family time and giving out some presents (Yup)
Our Christmas parties be so lit they got a guestlist (VIP)
It ain't chilly here, so hot we sizzle, yo
And if you're feeling flirty, we got the mistletoe (Mistletoe)
Red, green, white and gold, playing "Let It Snow" (Let it snow)
Baking gingerbread cookies, eating cookie dough (Cookie dough)
Got the stockings hanging and the fire lit
Music banging, we hanging on the porch and shit
Fuck a wishlist, I just bought a Porsche and shit
'Bout to eat dinner and all the portions big
It's a LA winter, 60 cold as it get (West Coast)
Ain't no beginner here, I'm as cold as it get
Slay all day (Slay queen) like I'm Santa
Happy holidays, this the West Coast Christmas

No, it might not snow but I bet I make it rain, dear
I been slaying on these bitches, know that ain't fair
We on the West Coast, so you know the gang here
I've been naughty, I've been nice in the same year

'Cause this that West Coast Christmas
I want the world to feel this
Sing it like la-la-la-la
While we roll up the la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la

OK, I'm 'bout to open up these gifts
Let's see what I got, let's see what I got
Alright, mmm oh hell who the fuck got me socks?
Who the fuck got me socks?
Man, that is messed up
Whatever, Merry Christmas