They’ve been waiting for the dog to scratch If they don’t know by now, they about to find out Man, this is it This is what they’ve been waiting for baby This is what they’ve been waiting for Already got Grand Champ status Tell me how they feel about

It's easy, don't let it go The last of the last particles Divisible invisible The baby was born Nettles and ferns The evening it chokes The candle it burns This disguise covers bitter lies Repeating the joke

I don't want a lot for Christmas More than you could ever know I don't care about the presents Underneath the Christmas tree I just want you for my own Make my wish come true Baby, it's you There is just one thing I need All I want for Christmas is you

Why don't you catch my pony, now saddle up my black mare? ...my pony, saddle up, up my black mare? You know, I'm gonna find my baby, well, in the world somewhere You know, he's a travelin' horse, an' he's too black bad He's a travelin' pony, I declare,

Baby, I ain't got no time for you (No Time, No Time) I gotta keep it all the way 100 I'm to busy chasing money Is you fucking with me? I'm really in the streets I don't want you to leave But if I gotta choose No, I ain't got no time for you So what am I

Throw your side up, go 'head, bang it up Don't get on my bad side, I'm dangerous Demons and angels hang with us Treat it like a phone, baby, hang it up, uh Don't fuck with me, no, I'm dangerous, uh I'm from where they hang 'em, oh Huh, woke up in a new

High, baby, baby (Woo) Don't kill my high, don't kill my high, baby, baby 'Cause I'm on one and I can't feel my feet on the ground 'Cause I'm on one and I just wanna stay up here right now I'm on one and I just wanna stay up here right now Too high to

Baby, maybe, we should just sleep on it tonight And give our hearts just one more chance to change our minds I could be wrong but goodbye just don't feel right So baby, maybe, we should just sleep on it tonight I got an empty feelin' when that moving van

(With you) With you It seems like they all want me to fail But I’m not going back Not going back, baby Please tell me you don’t want me to fail ‘Cause I’m not going back Not going back I could've been a tragedy That’s why these fake niggas who call me

Baby, baby, baby, light my way Baby, baby, baby Ultraviolet Oh, come on Ultraviolet (oh) Sometimes I feel like I don't know Sometimes I feel like checkin' out I want to get it wrong