Merry Christmas, motherfuckers
Ghetts, I'm in the booth
It's like half past 3 in morning
Jerome, put the [?] down
Because we ain't even mixed this yet
And this is gonna sound like a next thing
Hold tight like man like Ralph
Moving like a bailiff right now
I see you, in the corner, waiting for my money
Don't worry
I'm gonna give my fans what they have been requesting
No problem, yeah?
Everything's just cool
I'm waved, if you haven't guessed already
Coke, Disaronno
Aye [?], you see when I said coke, yeah?
That sounded like a next thing
Haha, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
That's not me, coke and Disaronno
Um, man got lem', yeah lem'
I know it's tree season but I got lem'
And that's it, I'm cool
Let's just get into the music
Big up Zdot
Zdot, he came through
Give me a beat, lovely jubbly, mate
Yeah? Cool
Have a merry Christmas
Everyone, say nothing
Gone
Nah, I'm back
But the truth is
You know what we need to do?
Let's just start the CD, Jerome
Big up Jerome the engineer
In the studio, on Christmas day
That is work ethic, Jerome
Oh, yeah
Stop it, stop it
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