Capo 3
[C]This is not a Christmas songs cause [F]Bobby doesn't celebrate [C]Christmas
[C]Tis the season with a nigga named Jaque Beatz ([F]Fa la la la la, la [G]la la [C]la)
[C]Flow so cold, spittin fire on the hot beats ([F]Fa la la la la, la [G]la la [C]la)
And [G]wrap yo gifts cause [C]hoes be hoe-in ([F]Ho ho ho, ho ho ho, [G]ho ho ho)
And [C]Santa copped a brick, got that mother fucking snowing ([F]Fa la la la la, la [G]la, la [C]la)
[C]Is that a pistol and all the tips hollow ([F]Yeah you fuckin right, and [G]you can die to[C]night)
[C]Look I ain't got no money, got a 3-5 I can borrow ([F]Hell fuckin naw, you couldn't [G]pay me back to[C]morrow)
I [G]know you and Jack Frost [C]ain't so cool but (Man [F]fuck Jack Frost, he can [G]fucking die too, ooh)
[C]Imma pay you back, I wouldn't play you like no fool ([F]Fa la la la la, la [G]la, la [C]la)