why wont you awnser ived called on you so many times but you still havent awnsered ive waited for you to knock on my door but im still waiting it feels
that everyday's a holiday Then you'll hear those calendars sing Why couldn't it be Christmas Christmas, Christmas everyday? Why couldn't it be Christmas Christmas, Christmas everyday? Why
say that everyday's a holiday You'll here those calendars sing Why couldn't it be Christmas Christmas Christmas everyday Why couldn't it be Christmas Christmas Christmas everyday Why
jingle bell rings Why couldn't it be Christmas everynight So that it will meet those twinkling lights When you say every days a holiday You'll here those calendars sing Why
Translation: Ryan White. Why Couldnt It Be Christmas Every Day?.
, huh And to the nosey snake-ass hoes I ask you Why you be acting all fly When your monkey-ass work at fast food? And why is it everytime that a multiplatinum
ain't here to impress Sex no text, root it then boot it, shag that back Fuck all the kissing and cuddling Why don't you grab my balls and try juggling Josh slept with Bianca
40 deep, we 40 deep I see you yankin' on yo' yarn ?cause she notice me But don't be bankin' on that Bianca, she gon? go with' me I see you whinin' her
of hydro ponic ironic Not Atlantis but I'm here to remind you That I'm on canibus alcove Without a turn of Alto Groucho Unless I get some biancas to
on littler That's probably why you just penny pushing and I'm bigger So you hate on me 'cause you like Paper and I'm gritter With two Biancas up on my
can listen to some loud music And drink holler at a Bianc My neighbors be mad at me cause I be shakin the whole block with my system So that's why I
it ain't my fault you a little ole' bitch without yo click Nigga run with a quickness get away quick, but you bet not slip Better of with a Bianca then
everybody's heard of me And if they say that I'm fakin' mama it's perjury 'Cause your son comes with thunda now That's why they wonder why we headline
I flips I got to make sho that it's hot Gotta make the whole planet rock like this (Chorus:) Make that ass hop, don't stop Down south biancs make the
') Don Juan (Who keep it sizzelin') Tech N9ne [Tech N9ne] Call it what ya want it Ghetto futuristic come get up on it There's a bianc up in my
drunk and how you'll get [Chorus 2x] (Hey hey) We party and bullshit Booze it with floosies (hey hey) And that's how we do's it Not the Biancas we choosing
want you to quit Calling me, calling me Following me, following me Why do you trip with me After you get through, swallowing me Never knew this Bianca
