Liddius Goodius - Mrs. Clause Lyrics

I'm feeling like Batman
Where is robin
Robbing the bank
Robbing ya mama
Perfect aim
Shots fired
You know I'm in the woods
Like Pocahontas
Riding in the fast zone
Mr. O Conner
The other dude in whip
Was my lawyer
We on the same page
Different title
Same order
On the 1st day of Christmas my true Love gave to me
Mrs.Clause
Mrs.Clause
On the 1st day of Christmas my true Love gave to me
Mrs.Clause
Mrs.Clause
On the 1st day of Christmas my true Love gave to me
Mrs.Clause
Mrs.Clause
On the 1st day of Christmas my true Love gave to me
Mrs.Clause
Mrs.Clause
Three licks
I was starving
I caught the 1st nigga
He parking
Shot in the head twice
He arguing
I ain't with all that goofy shit
I'm for the market
I'm here for the cash
I need it fast
Caught the second nigga
Getting gas
Popped him in his leg
Kicked his face
Pulled off in the jag
I won the race
On the 1st day of Christmas my true Love gave to me
Mrs.Clause
Mrs.Clause
On the 1st day of Christmas my true Love gave to me
Mrs.Clause
Mrs.Clause
On the 1st day of Christmas my true Love gave to me
Mrs.Clause
Mrs.Clause
On the 1st day of Christmas my true Love gave to me
Mrs.Clause
Mrs.Clause
I got to the finish line
It was three
A suitcase
A white nigga
Sorta pink
I roller skates his ass
Like the rink
Exposed all his secret
They were pink
In his suitcase
He had a rock
About eight bands
Some weed
And a glock
Stripped his ass down
To his socks
I asked for the plug
He pointed
I caught a block
On the 1st day of Christmas my true Love gave to me
Mrs.Clause
Mrs.Clause
On the 1st day of Christmas my true Love gave to me
Mrs.Clause
Mrs.Clause
On the 1st day of Christmas my true Love gave to me
Mrs.Clause
Mrs.Clause
On the 1st day of Christmas my true Love gave to me
Mrs.Clause
Mrs.Clause