Tyga – Tell Santa

Tell Santa Lyrics

Tyga – Tell Santa Lyrics

Chorus
Ayy, tell Santa don’t come this Christmas
Bitch, I’m outside gettin’ gifts with the mob stick (Yeah)
Playin’ Bobby Shmurda, I’m a hot nigga
Had to cut ties with the bitch, she obnoxious (Woah)
Nigga, I’m too clean for a moshpit
Nigga ain’t a nerd, but she playin’ with my joystick (Yeah)
And I got the sled outside (‘Side)
And I got a neck full of ice (Ice)

Verse 1
Ayy, tell Santa don’t kill the vibe (Vibe)
‘Tis the season, arrive (Hi)
She a bunny, she energized (‘Gized)
Bang it up then I slide (Bang it)
Ayy, she do bi in Dubai (Bi)
She like girls, so do I (I do)
She give head in the sky (Woah)
Club mile high (Ha)
Yeah, rappers tryna fuck on my ex hoes (Ayy)
Yeah, these niggas rap good but they weirdos (Yeah)
Yeah, hangin’ out the window on Melrose
‘Cause my niggas stay strapped like velcro
Yeah, off the Casamigos and it’s yolo (Yolo)
Saint Nick, I got three hoes (Three hoes)
I’m a star, you just b-roll (Background)
Show the pussy for a C-Note
Chorus
Ayy, tell Santa don’t come this Christmas
Bitch, I’m outside gettin’ gifts with the mob stick (Yeah)
Playin’ Bobby Shmurda, I’m a hot nigga
Had to cut ties with the bitch, she obnoxious (Woah)
Nigga, I’m too clean for a moshpit
Nigga ain’t a nerd, but she playin’ with my joystick (Yeah)
And I got the sled outside (‘Side)
And I got a neck full of ice (Ice)

Verse 2
Tell Santa don’t come this Christmas
Bitch, I been naughty with the Glock, I’m a misfit
I been came and she suckin’ on my Limp Bizkit
Money talk, awaken my senses
Two Maybachs, that’s two twin Benzies
If I said “Fuck you” then I meant that shit
No friend zone fuckin’ in this friendship (Yeah)
Yellow diamonds lookin’ like a Simpson
Bitch, I got hitman and a henchman (Whoa)
Glocky in the toolbox, I got wrench, man
My brother AE from Oakland so rich
You thought he was from Richmond
Whisperin’ angel turn to demon when she sip it
I’ma get my bitch back like Christian
I like a bad bitch with no resistance
I like relationships long-distance
Chorus
Ayy, tell Santa don’t come this Christmas
Bitch, I’m outside gettin’ gifts with the mob stick (Yeah)
Playin’ Bobby Shmurda, I’m a hot nigga
Had to cut ties with the bitch, she obnoxious (Woah)
Nigga, I’m too clean for a moshpit
Nigga ain’t a nerd, but she playin’ with my joystick (Yeah)
And I got the sled outside (‘Side)
And I got a neck full of ice (Ice)

Outro
Tell Santa don’t come this Christmas
Bitch, I been naughty with the Glock, I’m a misfit
I been came and she suckin’ on my Limp Bizkit
Money talk, awaken my senses
Two Maybachs, that’s two twin Benzies
If I said “Fuck you” then I meant that shit
No friend zone fuckin’ in this friendship
Yellow diamonds lookin’ like a Simpson
Bitch

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