Arthur Ray - Gift Rappin' (feat. Uni-G)

Aw man, I just love Christmas
I love Christmas!
You know I, I
I actually got a couple friends who love Christmas too
Arthur Ray, come on up to the mic
Come on!
Why don’t you go tell them what you want for Christmas
Wanna know what I really want for Christmas? (Yeah!)
More head, more money and more swishers (What?)
Less stress, less texts and less therapists
You ain’t gotta tell me, hoe
I know I got issues (Goddamn, boy)
Stuffing in the turkey?
Ugh, hell no (I agree with that)
Imagine me simpin’ on a holiday alone
And I’m broke but I CashApp some internet hoes (What?)
Then for dinner, I eat crumbs from a birds asshole?
No (Aw, boy, you got issues!)
Never (Like, real issues!)
(C’mon!)
Y’all know Santa from hood right? (Word?)
He know what it take to have a good night (You know, you right!)
So you might think I’m naughty ‘cause I am but
When he get my letter trust me he gon’ understand
People keep asking why I did this (Did what?)
Why I would make a holiday into a hit list (Oh)
Do I really think I’ll make it off of gimmicks?
Nah, hoe, I just love Christmas
(Yeah, you know, me too!)
I been, see I been trying to tell ‘em, I love Christmas!)
So Happy Holidays if you ain’t Christian
Or in to Hannukah or something else I don’t know
Man, I was about to tell you about Kwanzaa
But fresh out from Ghana (Oh you made a Kwanzaa joke, huh?)
Uni be pulling up like
Hold up!
Uni be pulling up like (skrrt)
Afenhyia Pa!
Happy Big One to Jesus Christ (Praise Jesus!)
Santa knows I been mean and nice
But my sugar mama just copped me that PS5, I’m Gucci
My Christmas list is better than yours
Wishing for some Dragon Balls and 2 G’s on the drawers (What?)
Stairway to heaven like zeppelin, ya
And watch the gates lift up like the Tesla doors (Ooo!)
Santa, I need the Lam with a 100 bands, man (Uh huh)
Some VVS's and the Studded lens (You fancy!) damn (uh huh)
A blue check just for the ‘gram (okay)
And subscription to Mrs. Claus’ OnlyFans, damn (Oh, you nasty boy!)
(Uh) Santa, why you starting? (You are nasty!)
You ate the cookies and finished the milk carton (Whole thing!)
Did a dance side to side like you Carlton 
And put coal in my house like I'm Martin
I hate you, I’m Uni
I never know what he’s gonna give me
When Santa Claus comes down the chimney
Could be some toys or some candy or some hoes
Though, I really don’t care, I just don’t want coal
I’ve been a good boy and I hope he knows
I’ve been a good boy and I hope he knows
I’ve been a good boy and I hope he knows
I’ve been a good boy and I hope he knows
I’ve been a good boy and I hope he knows

Written by:
Gabriel Adjei-Gyamfi, Raymond Olsen

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