Santa, tell me if you're really there Don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here Next year Santa, tell me if he really cares 'Cause I can't give it all away if he won't be here Next year
Feeling Christmas all around And I'm tryna' play it cool But it's hard to focus when I see him walking 'cross the room "Let It Snow" is blasting out But I won't get in the mood I'm avoiding every mistletoe until I know It's true love that he thinks of So next Christmas I'm not all alone, boy
Santa, tell me if you're really there Don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here Next year Santa, tell me if he really cares 'Cause I can't give it all away if he won't be here Next year
I've been down this road before Fell in love on Christmas night But on New Year's Day I woke up and he wasn't by my side Now I need someone to hold Be my fire in the cold But it's hard to tell if this is just a fling Or if it's true love that he thinks of So next Christmas I'm not all alone, boy
Santa, tell me if you're really there Don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here Next year Santa, tell me if he really cares 'Cause I can't give it all away if he won't be here Next year
Oh, I wanna have him beside me like oh-oh-oh On the 25th by the fireplace, oh-oh-oh But I don't want a new broken heart This year I've got to be smart
Oh, baby If ya won't be, if ya won't be here!
Santa, tell me if you're really there Don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here Next year Santa, tell me if he really cares 'Cause I can't give it all away if he won't be here Next year
Santa, tell me if you're really there Don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here Next year Santa, tell me if he really cares 'Cause I can't give it all away if he won't be here Next year
Picture me rolling Out in the open With some other man I know Thought you would notice And you were hoping Feelings wouldn't start to grow 私を、演じると想像して 窓の外は ある他の人と、私は知っている あなたと考えられて、気づく そして、あなたは望んでいた 感情は大きくならない
All of the wading All I was, wading Wading for you I have been waiting I will be waiting Till I turn blue 努力して進みのうちのすべて 歩いてで達成、私がであったすべて あなたのために歩いて渡る 私は待っている 私は待っているであろう 私が憂鬱になるまで
I am not perfect I would never let You think I was more than this As good as it gets I'll have one regret You're something I cannot miss
I will be wading I will be wading For you I will be waiting I will be waiting Till I turn blue は徒歩で渡っているであろう 私は徒歩で渡っているであろう あな私たのために 私は待っているであろう 私は待っているであろう 私が憂鬱になるまで
I am not perfect I would never let You think I was more than this As good as it gets I'll have one regret You're something I cannot miss 私は完全ではない 私は決して貸されない あなたは、私がこれより多くであったと思う Asで、それが到着するより善 私は1つの悔いを持つ あなたは、私が逃すはずがない何かである
I will be wading I will bI will be wading For you e waiting I will be waiting Till I turn blue私は完全ではない 私は決して貸されない
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj] Yo, I never fucked Wayne, I never fucked Drake On my life, man, fuck's sake If I did I menage with 'em and let 'em eat my ass like a cupcake My man full, he just ate, I don't duck nobody but tape Yeah, that was a set up for a punchline on duct tape Worried 'bout if my butt's fake Worry 'bout yall niggas, us straight These girls are my sons, John and Kate plus eight When I walk in, sit up straight, I don't give a fuck if I was late Dinner with my man on a G5 is my idea of an update Hut one, hut two, big bitties, big butt too Fuck with them real niggas who don't tell niggas what they up to Had to show bitches where the top is, ring finger where the rock is These hoes couldn't test me even if their name was pop quiz Bad bitches who I fuck with, mad bitches we don't fuck with I don't fuck with them chickens unless they last name is cutlet Let it soak in like seasonin' And tell 'em, tell 'em blow me, Lance Stephenson
[Hook: Chris Brown] Raise every bottle and cup in the sky Sparks in the air like the fourth of July Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight Oh, if you lame and you know it be quiet Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches only Rich niggas only, independent bitches only Boss niggas only, thick bitches only I got my real niggas here by my side, only
[Verse 2: Drake] I never fucked Nicki cause she got a man But when that's over then I'm first in line And the other day in her Maybach I thought god damn, this is the perfect time We had just come from that video You know LA traffic, how the city slow She was sitting down on that big butt But I was still staring at the titties though Yeah, lowkey it may be high key I been peeped that you like me, you know Who the fuck you really wanna be with besides me? I mean, it doesn’t take much for us to do this shit quietly I mean, she say I’m obsessed with thick women and I agree Yeah, that’s right, I like my girls BBW, yeah Type to wanna suck you dry and then eat some lunch with you Yeah, so thick that everybody else in the room is so uncomfortable Ass on Houston Texas, but the face look just like Clair Huxtable Oh, yeah, you the man in the city when the mayor fuck with you The NBA players fuck with you The bad ass bitches doing makeup and hair fuck with you Oh, that’s cause I believe in something, I stand for it And Nicki if you ever tryna fuck Just give me the heads up so I can plan for it
[Hook] Raise your bottle and cup in the sky Sparks in the air like the fourth of july Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight Oh, if you lame and you know it be quiet Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches only Richest niggas only, independent bitches only Boss niggas only, thick bitches only I got my real niggas here by my side, only
[Verse 3: Lil' Wayne] I never fucked Nicki and that's fucked up If I did fuck she'd be fucked up Whoever is hittin' ain't hittin' it right Cause she actin' like she need dick in her life That's another story, I'm no story teller I piss greatness like gold is yellow All my goons so overzealous I'm from Holly Groove, the holy Mecca Calender say I got money for days I squirm and I shake, but I'm stuck in my ways My girlfriend will beat a bitch up if she wave They bet not fuck with her surfboard, surfboard My eyes are so bright, I take cover for shade Don't have my money? I take mothers instead You got the hiccups, you swallowed the truth Then I make you burp, boy, treat beef like sirloin I'm talkin' bout runnin' in houses with army guns So think about your son and daughter rooms Got two hoes with me, messed up, they got smaller guns Ain't thinkin' bout your son and daughter rooms This is just crazy my nigga, I mean brazy, my nigga That money talk, I just rephrase it, my nigga Blood gang take the B out behavior, my nigga Fucking for reals if you mouth off I blow your face off I mean pop-pop-pop then I take off Now you see me, now you don't Like Jamie Foxx acting like Ray Charles 16 in a clip, one in the chamber 17 ward bully with 17 bullets My story is how I went from poor me To police pour me a drink and celebrate with me
[Hook] Raise your bottle and cup in the sky Sparks in the air like the fourth of july Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight Oh, if you lame and you know it be quiet Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches only Richest niggas only, independent bitches only Boss niggas only, thick bitches only I got my real niggas here by my side, only
