[C] This is not a Christmas songs cause [F] Bobby doesn't celebrate [C] Christmas
[C] Tis the season with a nigga named Jaque Beatz ([F] Fa la la la la, la [G] la la [C] la)
[C] Flow so cold, spittin fire on the hot beats ([F] Fa la la la la, la [G] la la [C] la)
And [G] wrap yo gifts cause [C] hoes be hoe-in ([F] Ho ho ho, ho ho ho, [G] ho ho ho)
And [C] Santa copped a brick, got that mother fucking snowing ([F] Fa la la la la, la [G] la, la [C] la)
[C] Is that a pistol and all the tips hollow ([F] Yeah you fuckin right, and [G] you can die to[C] night)
[C] Look I ain't got no money, got a 3-5 I can borrow ([F] Hell fuckin naw, you couldn't [G] pay me back to[C] morrow)
I [G] know you and Jack Frost [C] ain't so cool but (Man [F] fuck Jack Frost, he can [G] fucking die too, ooh)
[C] Imma pay you back, I wouldn't play you like no fool ([F] Fa la la la la, la [G] la, la [C] la)
