Big D Randy Christmas

[Part 1]

[Chorus]
Twinkle twinkle stay inside, Big Dick Randy did not die
Twinkle twinkle holy shit, Big Dick Randy's got a big- (Hold up, wait)

[Verse]
Big Dick Randy coming back, he's alive
Two days ago, looked him right in his eyes
Big Randy back and I'm hella surprised
'Cause I shot him in the head like multiple times
Like what? He on a mission
Taking presents and he giving out dick and
Instead of cookies, I'ma leave out some chicken, so I can lure that nigga right to my kitchen
I'm kind of scared, cause he dressed up like he Santa
He loves seeing niggas in spotted pajamas
Hе big and strong, he a bad mamma-jamma
That man hella gay like thе dudes in Atlanta
He smelling fear, the fear it is in me
Big dick Randy finna slide down the chimney
He's 7 foot, kinda wish he was 6'3"
Another holiday I gotta watch out for Big D
I'm staying up, I'm not goin' to sleep
Big Dick Randy gon' take my cheeks
If lay down and close my eyes
He gon' come down through the chimney, he slide
Then he going to stand right at my bedside
Then wake me up just by gripping my thighs
Take off my booty, I think I'm gonna die
Take all my presents and take off outside
Randy ain't die, like dang it, I knew it
It made me cry when I'm making this music
He gon' pull up to my crib he gon' do it
Just got BBL so I hope I don't lose it

[Chorus]
Twinkle twinkle stay inside, Big Dick Randy did not die
Twinkle twinkle holy shit, Big Dick Randy's got a big- (Uh, wait)
Twinkle twinkle inside, Big Dick Randy did not die
Twinkle twinkle, holy shit, Big Dick Randy's got a big dick

[Part 2]

[Chorus]
Big Dick Randy, Big Dick Randy, he don't play no games
Big Dick Randy gonna take that ass and run the other way (Hey)
Big Dick Randy, Big Dick Randy, ain't no fucking joke
If he run up on you then your back is gon' get broke (Uh)

[Verse 1]
Randy like a running back, he coverin' the backside
He a big thick seven foot black guy
Nigga, this ain't Halloween no more, this is Christmas
Hide your booty because he coming for that thickness
Man, y'all on y'alls own 'cause I can't stop this nigga
Man, I thought I done shot this nigga
But if he in my crib I'ma pop this nigga
I'ma be Will Smith and Chris Rock this nigga

[Interlude]
Keep the doors locked, and the windows
Don't let this nigga in
This Big Dick Randy shit never gonna end
He gon' run off with your booty, you ain't never gonna win
In my crib I got Glocks, and extendos
I'ma hit him in his head
He ain't finna take my booty while I'm laying in the bed
I'ma hit him 30 times, and make sure that nigga dead

[Verse 2]
Polka dot pajamas, I'ma wear them on purpose
Stand up on the bed nigga, then I start twerkin'
Big Dick Randy gon' be peeping through the curtains
If he come into my room, then I'ma hit him where its hurtin'

[Interlude]
Keep the doors locked, and the windows
Don't let this nigga in
This Big Dick Randy shit never gon' end
He gon' run off with your booty, you ain't never gon' win

[Chorus]
Big Dick Randy, Big Dick Randy, he don't play no games
Big Dick Randy gonna take that ass and run the other way (Hey)
Big Dick Randy, Big Dick Randy, ain't no fuckin' joke
If he run up on you then your back is gon' get broke (Uh)
Big Dick Randy, Big Dick Randy, he don't play no games
Big Dick Randy gonna take that ass and run the other way (Hey)
Big Dick Randy, Big Dick Randy, ain't no fuckin' joke
If he run up on you then your back is gon' get broke (Uh)