Savage Holidays Miss them, nigga You are listening to a Dominic Green production Another one, fuckin´ ´nother one
Who got five on a sack of killer? (Go half, nigga) Daily, we life of sin It was Optimos or the Phillies (After that?) Washin´ it down with gin Never thought you wouldn´t be with me Christmas (Lil´ nigga) Remind me of that shit we did New Year´s, we cut up, we shoot them pistols Over and over and over again Miss my friend (Clutchin´ on the forty, got it hangin´ out the shirt, ain´t no hoes over here) Miss my friend (Said the same shit every New Year´s, him sayin´ this is our year) Miss my friend Wish I was here with a nigga
In the club throwin´ fours like yeah Miss my G So I need trees when I´m lookin´ at the Christmas tree What this is?
Another Christmas without my niggas (Another Christmas) Must admit that I´m in my feelings (Lord) Another Christmas without my niggas (My dawg) Must admit that I´m in my feelings (Another Christmas) Another Christmas without my niggas (My dawg) Must admit that I´m in my feelings (Straight up) Another Christmas without my dawgs (My dawg) I wan´ talk to you now, dawg, I wanna call
I wish you could hang this up on the tree (Man)
Put the star at the top But I´m left with you lookin´ down, watchin´ me (I know you watchin´) Watchin´ me hit the top Crawfish, we ate and we celebrated (How we comin´) Boilin´ it out the pot If you ever got mad ´bout a situation (Sorry, nigga) I´m tellin´ you sorry now Back in my feelings like a motherfucker Lookin´ in the club, when I see a nigga hug Then I go to thinkin´ ´bout my thug Thinkin´ how we used to thug in the same motherfuckin´ club And it get worser on the holidays I think about how we all had J´s for Christmas Play spades for Christmas (Yeah, nigga)
I hear your song, and I think of you again, nigga Here we go again (What this is?)
Another Christmas without my niggas (Another Christmas) Must admit that I´m in my feelings (Lord) Another Christmas without my niggas (My dawg) Must admit that I´m in my feelings (Another Christmas) Another Christmas without my niggas (My dawg) Must admit that I´m in my feelings (Straight up) Another Christmas without my dawgs (My dawg) I wan´ talk to you now, dawg, I wanna call
Miss my dawg Motherfuck the stockings on the wall Wish my dawg, he could answer my call Miss my dawg
Shoppin´ at the mall, big ball On them ´ppeals, bitch, we´ll blow it all Don´t you miss your dawg? When you ain´t got nobody to call ´Cause you know they gon´ tell it all That´s when you miss your dawg (That´s when you miss your dawg) Yeah, miss your dawg
Another Christmas without my niggas (Fucked up) Must admit that I´m in my feelings (I rode, nigga, yeah) Another Christmas without my niggas (Certified stepper) Must admit that I´m in my feelings (Yeah, I swung, nigga, yeah) Another Christmas without my niggas (Still swingin´, nigga, yeah)
Must admit that I´m in my feelings (Yeah, nigga, straight up) Another Christmas without my dawgs (I miss my nigga, yeah) I wan´ talk to you now, dawg, I wanna call (Yeah, blood behind that nigga, any day)