Текст песни Kanye West - Christmas in Harlem

[Teyana Taylor: Chorus] Christmas in Harlem Right after autumn falls Soaking it all in Then we go hit the mall Even though we ain't balling Feels like we bought it all The mistletoe's right here Come give a kiss to Santa Claus [Kanye West: Verse 1] Merry Christmas to all, and all a good night Huh, now we all living the good life Yeah, though it's forty below the wind chill And we wiping snow up off the windshield It's still, wonderful night to be alive, baby And I'm, so happy I'm with my baby And we a lil late with the Christmas gifts Rushing for the mall, don't trip, you know I drive crazy The streets lit up, it feel like Christmas officially Told her that "You the star at the top of my Christmas tree" My only question is, "Where my presents?" She said, "Shhh," she got a gift for me that ain't for the kids to see Well, I like the way you think, mami Now pour some more eggnog in you drink, mami You been a bad girl, give Santa three kisses Gave her the hot chocolate, she said "It's Deer-ricious" [Teyana Taylor: Chorus] Christmas in Harlem Right after autumn falls Soaking it all in Then we go hit the mall (I'm like Bad Santa, though) Even though we ain't balling (You might have to sit on my lap) Feels like we bought it all The mistletoe's right here Come give a kiss to Santa Claus [Jim Jones:] And I remember when I couldn't play Santa Claus No reindeers just horses and a Panamera Porsche We on two fifth shopping, what the damage cost I got your fam while you bidding in the can up north Woops, I'm at Niemen's I hope they still got em You want the thigh high spikes with the red bottoms Lets make a toast cause Christ is born We gon' party all night til the lights come on [Teyana Taylor: Chorus] [Cyhi Da Prynce:] Yeah, mom and dad I wont be home for the holidays I'm over 800 miles away In the city that's so pretty Will the hustlers dash through the snow without a sleigh Tell my family that I'm sorry that I gotta stay I'm with Ye at the Macy Day parade Letting the snow fall on my aviator shades Even though I'm in New York I'm still repping for the A [Teyana Taylor: Chorus] [Pusha T:] On the stoop of that Brownstone shoveling the brownstone Santa's on a diet, gotta get the pounds gone Down town got me feeling like it's Dow Jones But uptown got me feeling like its down home Snow like sugar hill Chains on wheels We turn on two doors in the snowmobiles We got our own style no soho feel Put on your play clothes how that logo feel [Big Sean:] Oh, pause for them photo stills You don't wanna miss a moment Where's you no do pill I caught her looking at my Rollie As my mojo spills Snowflakey on the bezel Hope you know those real Okay my white girl Veronica Black girl Monica Got me celebrating Chrisma-Ha-quanika Rocking dashiki's with a yamaka Where the christmas tree at, let's design it up [Teyana Taylor: Chorus] [Camron:] Lenox ave Saint Nick Never seen St Nick Just n-ggas selling the same nicks, the same bricks Same hustlers running up the Broadway Thats where the snow's at, taste it, foreplay No turkey at greens, just Jimbo's Christmas lights and project windows Shouts to the coldest on my barometer Berkman, Shapiro, Calena, Hanukkah (my lawyers) [Teyana Taylor:] All the flashing lights up on a tree The house lit up nice With your family's where you wanna be Here on Christmas night When you wake up and you see the gifts Don't that make you feel good? So since we all snowed in in Harlem Let's have Christmas in the hoo-hood All of the flashing lights Yeah, when they shine so bright Always for you and me Baby, you're Christmas Eve If you like what you see me Won't you come sit on my knee? Tell me everything that you want Cause, baby, I'm your Santa Claus Christmas in Harlem Right after autumn falls Soaking it all in Then we go hit the mall Even though we ain't balling Feels like we bought it all The mistletoe's right here Come give a kiss to Santa Claus [Original Verses] [Cyhi the Prince:] First, I wanted to say Merry Christmas to y'all For Santa Claus, so bake a turkey, burn a few logs I be there soon, on my sled, me and Rudolph Thugs think I'm a Blood 'cause I won't take this red suit off Ha, I swear I got the freshest wardrobe I let my beard grow 'cause it's cold in the North Pole Her voice slow 'cause "I always got a sore throat" Okay, stop it, no more jokes You never see me 'cause I shop when the stores close And my sleigh go faster than the Porsche go Ha, I got nine reindeers That's Dancer, that's Prancer on the fourth flo' That's Comet, that's Cupid, that's Vixen That's Donner, that's Dasher, that's Blitzen Happy kwanzaa, and for the ones that aren't Christian Everybody gets gifts as long as I'm living So look forward to having [Kanye West:] I peeped it, you know what? Need some reindeer for this one I wanna hear sleigh bells on this one Got a new suit on this one The newborn look too cute for this one Yeah, the new winter coat for this one Yeah, gotta let it snow on this one Huh, all the Christmas cheer for this one The whole family up in here on this one Yeah
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