Lowtyde - Christmas in Broward

Nana in the kitchen putting numbers up
Got the yams red-brown with the marshmallow
Got a call from the cousins said they on the way
It's in the air, you can feel the soul music playing
Yeah, Nana in the kitchen putting numbers up
Got the rolls golden brown, turn the oven off
We finna' pull up pull up, cousin pull up pull up
Wait hol up hol up, the food still ain't ready, nigga

Oh
Oh what a wonderful night
Smiling as we look at lights
Driving thru rich neighborhoods
I thought they had it so good

It was colder than some Freon
In the heart of Broward county
Had my mama and my cousins and my nana all around me
We was vibing we was living with the shit that we was given
Never took a day for granted
December 1st started Christmas
Jackson's playing in the background
Singing bout Some Santa Claus kissing on his mama
Better not be my mom, way before the zaza
We was playing outside
Gotta make it home before the street lights
Runnin and ripping, I'm getting cuts from the mini
Blades of the grass got me scratching and itching
Made a world out a little
Adding fuel to the Hemi
All I knew was go to school
A nigga black and I'm gifted
I'm looking back and I picture it picture perfect as prisms
It's the time of year the air tickle ya skin
Take a sip or a hit, pop it straight to the lid
Finna over share with strangers 'bout when I was a kid ya

Nana in the kitchen putting' numbers up
Got the yams red-brown with the marshmallow
Got a call from the cousins said they on the way
It's in the air, you can feel the soul music playin'
Yeah, Nana in the kitchen putting numbers up
Got the rolls golden brown, turn the oven off
We finna' pull up pull up, cousin pull up pull up
Wait hol up hol up, the food still ain't ready, nigga

Oh
Oh what a wonderful night
Smiling as we look at lights
Driving thru rich neighborhoods
I thought they had it so good

Nana in the kitchen putting numbers up
Yeah, yeah, yeah alright
Nana in the kitchen putting numbers up
Yeah, yeah, yeah that's right
Nana in the kitchen putting numbers up
Yeah, yeah, yeah tonight
Nana in the kitchen putting numbers up
Yeah, yeah, yeah that's right

Ohhhh
Oh what a wonderful night
Smiling as we look at lights
Driving thru rich neighborhoods
I thought they had it so good

Written by:
Tyler Smith

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