Christmas Tree (feat. PeeWee & OJ Da Juiceman) (Explicit) - Gucci Mane/OJ Da Juiceman/PeeWee

My wist so rocky I'm cocky

Kiss me like easy may yakky

I wanna drag her for jockey

She wanna dick in my pocket

You move a gold digger in

B**ch will live in your wallet

You start out taking her shopping

She end up spill all your profit

I just fall I don't call

She eat balls and the b**ch bring broads

Don't get your feelings involved with dogs

Feed her to the wolves that'll hang with the boys

Sippin on oil we got her spoiled

Rollin up guards got gas in jars

All my cars foreign

Sittin' on 4s

Damn you gorgeous what you on

She on molly I'm on crime

We put lean all in the dime

Got my floss foamposites on

80 cake on me and hon

Shittin' on niggas I got the runs

Pissy jewelry yellow charm

Baby dissin why so frizzy

Need to sit out in the sun

PeeWee kiwi kush we blowin

Take your b**ch that's where we on

Beat her up RiRi Chris Brown

Diamonds dancin' like James Brown

Pitch words like I'm on the mound

Baby know what I be on

I be in and out of time

I put my dick on her tongue

She turn me on I'mma turn her on to me

And I turn her on VVS all over me

Look at my arm this Rolley got her feelin me

Don't turn me on

I'm lit up like a Christmas tree

Don't turn me on

I'm lit up like a Christmas tree

Don't turn me on

I'm lit up like a Christmas tree

She turn me on and I got ice all over me

I turn her on I'm lit up like a Christmas tree

PeeWee Longway nasty a**

Hide that gas off in the past

Italian Stallion my watch rockin'

VVS is my ear hockey

Longway Liberace

Karate chop the d**e in huarache

Benihana eating steak and hibachi

Clap on clap off I'm rocking chandeliers

Pick ups drop offs I'm making ** deals

I got Christmas tree bells up making profit

On some crip sh*t Longway blew the rastas

Sippin and spinnin still pourin up the codeine

Brick grip still coming down your chimney

Turnin me on and all now ya in the Remy

Blowin gas Mr Lean with the white Remy

But rising diamond bars open know you hear me

Super charged blue Hemi flyin down 20

Bought a Porsche just out the window

Blue M&M

Can't stomach my bars ain't as sick as him

I be hangin out with stars like wit Bush and them

Stems crushin my cigars like we kushin them

One button push start doing tricks in them

I'm talkin foreign cars A&G kitted them

She turn me on

I had to turn her on to Juice and them

And OJ turned her a** on to Gucc and them Longway

She turn me on I turn her on to me

And I turn her on VVS all over me

Look at my arm this Rolley got her feelin' me

Don't turn me on I'm lit up like a Christmas tree

Don't turn me on I'm lit up like a Christmas tree

Don't turn me on I'm lit up like a Christmas tree

She turn me on

And I got ice all over me

I turn her on I'm lit up like a Christmas tree

Christmas tree glad jewelry

Sell chickens for Patrick Ewing

In the sky just like a bow

Kill em wit the Murray and the Roley

I don't eat steak eat ravioli

And you hot cause you ho done chose me

I'm a young ni**a from the hood my ni**a

Got these racks out the Bouldercrest corner

Texaco soldier

Deuces in the water

6's on my Charge whip the d**e a little hard

Try to see me a way bigger better profit

Keep white just like a Nazi

Got gas long dreads like a Rasta

Calamari shrimp type play pasta

Make moves just like I'm a mobster

Like a young ni**a tryin to win an Oscar

Plug came and his first name Oscar

Gettin paid since I first start walking

I'm not poppin' when I'm talkin'

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She turn me on I'm a turn her on to me

And I turn her on VVS all over me

Look at my arm this Rolley got her feelin' me

Don't turn me on I'm lit up like a Christmas tree

Don't turn me on I'm lit up like a Christmas tree

Don't turn me on I'm lit up like a Christmas tree

She turn me on and I got ice all over me

I turn her on I'm lit up like a Christmas tree