Kanye West - Christmas In Harlem (Feat. Cyhi Da Prynce & Teyana Taylor) (Prod. By Hit-Boy) [Final] | Текст песни

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• Christmas In Harlem (Feat. Cyhi Da Prynce & Teyana Taylor) (Prod. By Hit-Boy) [Final]

[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'

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