Bubby Its Cold Outside by TWxWKS Lyrics

[Intro: Bubby]
What up baby?
We just dropped a Christmas album
What are you gonna do about it?
Just relax, get some hot chocolate, and dance
JS PUNCH

[Verse 1: [?]]
Bubby
Bubby
Bubby
Bubby
Bubby
Bubby
Bubby
Bubby

[Verse 2: Bubby]
The album just dropped (Drop-drop drop drop)
The year has been saved (Yeah-yeah yeah yeah)
I love all my stans (Yeah, on God)
Two weeks, fourteen days (Kinda luck)
I gotta say (Yuh), We gotta say (Yuh), We did it (Yuh) We did it (We did)
I hype it in, nope, we did it, yup, yeah
[Verse 3: Bubby]
Seven-seven-seven-seven times I've been tryna hit you up
Is you up? Is you up? Wake you up, oh my God we seen a-
You seen a change like Christmas season
Ain't no rеason put me down like decorations
Lеt's assess the situation, Are you uncomfortable Christmas sweater?
I write you Santa a letter, you love your soggy cookie with milk
Put your walls up candy cane thick

[Verse 4: Golden]
TWxWKS going Christmas, going really fucking festive (Festive)
Way I'm hopping on this beat making me sound impressive (Impressive)
Promise Santa though I'm really not that aggressive (Aggressive)
Even though telling people [censored], kind of offensive
Switching topics here let's get comprehensive (Comprehensive)
Going around town asking how to impress 'em (Impress 'em)
Sittin' under mistletoe wonderin' if imma kiss him (Kiss him)
Might need to stop the verse, getting real expensive

[Verse 5: Cevin]
Cold outside burn your Benjamins to keep me warm
How much money do I got? Wouldn't you like to know?
And I got all this money, but I'm so alone
And all I want for this Christmas, Bubby, all alone
They call me Kevin, from Home Alone
I'm not Santa, but I keep that sack on me
[Verse 6: Thurston]
Aye, It's cold as fuck, can you just let me up inside your house
Bitch, let me in your room, and let me flick off that light switch
Santa on his way, so you know we gotta be quick
Else he ain't gon' come inside the house, and leave them pre-sents
What you mean he ain't real girl, who leaves the presents then?
Wait it ain't for real?
What do you-what you mean he's not real?
Who puts the presents there then?
My Mom? No, my Mom said it's real like
Hey JS

[Verse 7: Sequoia]
Seven-seven-seven billion bitches on my wishlist
Mistletoe around my cock yeah, who tryna kiss it?
Got so many 'ops that you could probably form a hit list
Death upon my enemies, I absolutely wish it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, 'cause we back now
Me and the homies make racks now
TWxWKS is our fucking cash cow
Fifty dollars worth of stacks now
Smoking this weed, and it's too loud
Shit got me actin' a fool now
When you over in the smoke cloud
When you bleed out right out your mouth
[Bridge: JS PUNCH]
Bubby fuck me I can take it
Christmas day gon' leave me quakin'
Slide that dick like figure skatin'
Ass like jingle bells we shakin'
Bubby fuck me I can take it
Christmas day gon' leave me quakin'
Slide that dick like figure skatin'
Ass like jingle bells we shakin'

[Outro: Thurston]
What?
Nah-nah we can't
I can't fuck you no, more what you mean Santa ain't real? Bitch, fuck
I'm so high and I'm so high
Two weeks late I see you later
Peace