(BONUS) Mr. Edwards
For Christmas
I want a few bad bitches
Some of those savages
My birthday
I'm feelin real flirty
Put me on display
On tuesdays
I feelin a buffet
Passin the ashtray
Right to homie
Don't know what's on me
Fuck it's a zombie
Don't call me on the phone
If you ain't talkin bone
You better watch the tone
I'll really take the thrown
Pop pop let it go
Drop drop to the floor
Hit it pass to the next
Oh my god Issa flex
I gotta go
Go make some more Money
Bitches resist
All in they dreams funny
For Christmas
I want a few bad bitches
Some of those savages
My birthday
I'm feelin real flirty
Put me on display
On tuesdays
I feelin a buffet
Passin the ashtray
Right to homie
Don't know what's on me
Fuck it's a zombie
Bonnie and Clyde
Fuck with the times
Push to the side
(Hoe)
Look it's my ride
Ride with the flow
Don't know where go
(Woah)
Oh you predictable
Bitch you so fictional
I am a miracle
visions are visual
It is a ritual
To shit on miserables
I am not like you
Cuz you is a virtual
If you do not fuck with the crew
I can not fuck with you
But I ain't stuck with you
Cuz I am vamanos
Order some dominos
Call up some bitches
Watch on some Netflix
Name is Edwards
Call me Hefner
Moving westwards
Dr. Edwards
Das correct word
Minor hard work
She a texter
Can not trust her
But might fuck her
She wanted knee pads
But she dont need that
Cuz Fuck the chitchat
Smokin the zig zags
Acquire big bags
Fuck the jet lag
Fuel up the jet pack
This is alfonzus
Bitches upon us
Never dishonest
Call up the old times to reminisce
Chill in a sauna that don't make sense
I'm puttin up the fence on you money hungry rats
My pockets lookin dense when I show up like this
Fuck it get real intense reppin up my business
For Christmas I said already I want some bitches
Bitches and bitches
Put me on the rich list
Fuck yo I'm stuck yo
Gotta turn it up yo
This girl is all on her phone
And she is all grown
With a nice tone
I ask her where she be goin
Cuz
For Christmas
I want a few bad bitches
Some of those savages
My birthday
I'm feelin real flirty
Put me on display
On tuesdays
I feelin a buffet
Passin the ashtray
Right to homie
Don't know what's on me
Fuck it's the real me
