Letra de Christmas Drillings - Sidemen

(Feat. Jme)

It sounds like Nyge

Yeah, Christmas party, Christmas knees up

Man pulled up, didn't see one knee up (Dead)

Everyone's stush, don't wanna free up

It's fuckin' October, why is your tree up? (What?)

Been wrappin' them gifts in cunch

Dropping 'em off tryna get my P up (O.T., O.T.)

Then John Lewis put out that shit advert

Tryna make man spend his re-up (What?)

Three in the morning, man can't sleep (Pricks)

My neighbours lighting up the whole street (Pricks)

NPower, SSE, EON, EDF Energy (Chit-chat)

Them man there raking in the Ps (Trust)

Dumb consumers still can't see

Mummy's trying to make ends meet

Christmas extortion, Christmas greed

Down your spine, you'll feel a tingle (Yeah)

When you hear this festive jingle (Yeah)

This one's drill, not pop like Pringle

You can get wrapped up, no Kris Kringle (Bow)

See, it's Christmas and you don't wanna miss this (Yeah)

Don't need lights 'cause we're bringing the litness (Yeah)

So you're better off hidin' your missus 'cause I'm top of her wishlist (Ayy, ayy)

Santa's sleigh, I might jack that (Yeah, yeah)

Christmas presents, I stack that (Yeah, yeah)

Mrs. Claus got a fat back (Mm-hmm)

So I might have to tap that (Uh)

Then I'm leaving in Santa's ride (Santa's ride)

If the elves try run up on bro, then it's beef, so I have to slide (Have to slide)

Christmas drillings, make a killin' (Killin')

We got them children cryin' now that Santa Claus is missin'

Ain't no presents 'til your birthday (Ain't no, ain't no)

Ain't no presents 'til your birthday (Ooh)

Christmas drillings, make a killin'

Spending all your P, don't look under the tree

Ain't no presents 'til your birthday (Ayy, ain't no presents, ain't no presents)

Ain't no presents 'til your birthday (Ayy)

Ooh-ooh-oh

It's the one, two, three (Mm-hmm)

Man'll cut down your Christmas tree (Jeez)

Gonna take this flow out in the snow, back to skid row, fuck mistletoe

Pull up on Santa and jack his sleigh (Uh-huh)

Him and his elves might pass away (Uh-huh)

Run 'em all over with his sled

Out in Lapland, snow turned red

He's dead (He's dead, he's dead)

Santa got put in a spliff, irrelevant myth

End of his presence, I plead the fifth

Body is stiff (Jeez, huh)

Yeah, Merry Christmas

See man jacking presents (All of them)

Fuck your life, this ain't Evanescence

Man don't want socks (Nah), man don't want Crocs (Nah)

Man tryna grab your mum

Bend her over, slide in just to show them how I stuff that turkey (Jeez)

Primed up (What?), all my opps get banged up (What?)

Sit man down with a one-two piece

And I push-up to win with hands up (Shut up)

And I come to Christmas wavy

Priced up but I'm not Katie

Solo man but I'm not Stacey

I'm the man, but I'm no baby

Christmas drillings, make a killin' (Killin')

We got them children cryin' now that Santa Claus is missin'

Ain't no presents 'til your birthday (Ain't no, ain't no)

Ain't no presents 'til your birthday (Ooh)

Christmas drillings, make a killin'

Spending all your P, don't look under the tree

Ain't no presents 'til your birthday (Ayy, ain't no presents, Ain't no presents)

Ain't no presents 'til your birthday (Ayy)

Ooh-ooh-oh

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