(Ho ho ho, Merry Christmas)

[Pre-Chorus]
No, it might not snow but I bet I make it rain, dear
I been slayin' on these bitches, know that ain't fair
We on the West Coast, so you know the gang here
I've been naughty, I've been nice in the same year

[Chorus]
'Cause this that West Coast Christmas
I want the world to feel this
Sing it like la-la-la-la
While we roll up the la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la

[Verse 1]
Just pulled up to Granny's (Skrrt) in my jammies (Jammies)
Brought some cookies and candies
We 'bout to kick it with family (Kick it)
No white Christmas here, we 'bout to barbeque
Sunshine and sky clear, goin' hard at it too (Goin' hard)
Cookin' up the ham, got hеlla sides (Hella sides)
Mash potatoеs, corn bread, mac and cheese, and a few pies (A-ha, OK)
Got the tree lit up, pretty twinkle lights (Lit, haha)
Eggnog in my cup, I'm 'bout the good vibes (Good vibes)
Feelin' hella jolly, hella Bob Marley
Palm trees, homies on Harleys, hella gnarly
Been a little nice, been a little naughty (Yep)
So Ima be surprised to see what Santa got me (Ho ho ho)
If you dreamin' fo' a batty, better hope you got me (For a batty)
Got a little fatty and a bangin' body (Bangin', West Coast)
Ugly Christmas sweater wit' my Santa hat (Santa)
Nobody do it better, West Coast Christmas where it's at

[Pre-Chorus]
No, it might not snow but I bet I make it rain, dear
I been slayin' on these bitches, know that ain't fair
We on the West Coast, so you know the gang here
I've been naughty, I've been nice in the same year

[Chorus]
'Cause this that West Coast Christmas
I want the world to feel this
Sing it like la-la-la-la
While we roll up the la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la

[Verse 2]
Ain't worried 'bout the haters, y'all some grinches (Grinch)
I'm just tryna get that paper, rock some inches (Inches)
I love family time and givin' out some presents (Yup)
Our Christmas parties be so lit they got a guestlist (VIP)
It ain't chilly here, so hot we sizzle, yo
And if you're feelin' flirty, we got the mistletoe (Mistletoe)
Red, green, white and gold, playin' "Let It Snow" (Let it snow)
Bakin' gingerbread cookies, eatin' cookie dough (Cookie dough)
Got the stockings hangin' and the fire lit
Music bangin', we hangin' on the porch and shit
Fuck a wishlist, I just bought a Porsche and shit
'Bout to eat dinner and all the portions big
It's a LA winter, 60 cold as it get (West Coast)
Ain't no beginner here, I'm as cold as it get
Slay all day (Slay queen) like I'm Santa
Happy holidays, this the West Coast Christmas

[Pre-Chorus]
No, it might not snow but I bet I make it rain, dear
I been slayin' on these bitches, know that ain't fair
We on the West Coast, so you know the gang here
I've been naughty, I've been nice in the same year

[Chorus]
'Cause this that West Coast Christmas
I want the world to feel this
Sing it like la-la-la-la
While we roll up the la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la

[Outro]
OK, I'm 'bout to open up these gifts
Let's see what I got, let's see what I got
Alright, mmm - oh hell - who the fuck got me socks?
Who the fuck got me socks?
Man, that is messed up
Whatever, Merry Christmas