Yellow Snow - Ras Kass

Black Friday, that’s why, they camping out at Walmart

Pepper spraying old ladies just to buy a xbox

Cyber Monday, online

Copped about a dozen ball caps, fitted hats, beanies, and snap backs

'Tis the season to get wasted

Moms in the kitchen, I sneak in and taste it

Feliz navidad, she makin' tamales

So deck the hall with boughs of holly

Doc Hollywood gigs, they DJin' parties

Mrs Claus in stripper heals, she playin' naughty

My belt buckle made of mistletoe

So give a kiss below and my dick will grow

Ho… Ho… Ho… Ho Ho Ho

Hollywood girls like clubs full of snow

Red nose, from sniffin' all the blow

Call’em Rudolph, get laid on my North Pole

Now sit on Santa’s lap and tell me what you want

Just make it quick while Santa smokin' on this honk

My flow nasty, kinda like fruitcake

Let’s celebrate, I got a dreidel in my suitcase

Happy Hanukkah, word to Harvey Levin

Cause I’m on fire, like menorahs on day seven

And rappers are in danger, call they Suge Knight

Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night

Never been to Big Bear but the only thing I know

Yo!

Don’t eat the yellow snow!

Lakeshore Christmas purp and yellow

Yo!

Don’t eat the yellow snow!

They ski in Hollywood with a nose full of blow

But Yo!

Don’t eat the yellow snow!

Never been to Big Bear and I’ll probably never go

But Yo!

Don’t eat the yellow snow!

At ninety degrees in Cali, ain’t no throwin' snow balls

Catch me at the liquor store buyin 40s like ole dog

Yo dog!

Move to Calabasas?

Fo sho dog!

Only black nigga in town like Cleveland in Quahog

I don’t celebrate Christmas, don’t expect shit

But Moms usually give me something, I damn sure accept it

Mainly the season is trife, spendin' money on shit you can’t afford

Buying things for people you don’t like

Fourth quarter, music industry shut down

Big dogs droppin' albums, livin' it up now

Bitches like the snowman, nose all frosty

Fine as fuck except for the coke bugger that accosted me

Christmas eve, back found myself in Times Square

Randomly ran in to this Filipino dime there

Swear to God this all true

I was just strollin' down Broadway

Tryin to figure out what to do

Walkin towards each other, she looked so familiar

Caught eye contact, walked past then I looked back

We turned around at the same time, We stopped

She said, «I met you in LA last year, by the way I’m

Visitin' my sister, but I ain’t got no plans.»

So we headed to Pete’s tavern and got drunk man

Next thing you know, we uptown at my apartment

On the couch she straddled me, cowgirl, it’s poppin'

Then she started squirtin', man it was somethin'

Forgot to lock the front door, my Harlem chick, Winter, comes in

Catches me mid-stroke with this girl I’m fuckin'

Winter jaw drops but she never says nothin'

Turns around and walks out the front door without a word

For real, I’m not frontin'

And baby never knew cause she was facin' me

And I was facin' the door, best Christmas in the world

Merry Christmas to you (x4)