That’s a goal
Could you please tell me what you know about skippin' 24, 25
'Cause your mom was at her 9 to 5
Still stacking at the door
I was wrapping gifts age six with the paper bandanas
Mom was always honest, I ain’t never had a Santa Claus
She was my amigo like my buddies from Atlanta
We was hopin' for a signal, too afraid to take the, yo
Big bag, fill 'em up with the produce
Big bag, fill 'em up with the produce
Big bag, fill 'em up with the produce
Big bag, fill 'em up with the produce
Big bag
Run up the back, we runnin' to that
I Run off the back, we runnin' to that
I Run up the back, we runnin' to that
I Run off the back, runnin' to that
That’s a big step, snow boots
But it’s hot in herre, '02
Big bag, fill 'em up with the produce
Quick fast, Big Macs with the big bag, I throw 'em
You stay up, get cake up
For new gifts I take 'em
You wake up like big mad (Where's my gifts?)
Roof to roof, I jump, I jump, I take, I take
It feels the void
I want, I want (More)
Way that I sneak in
I’m about as low as self esteem when I creep in (Boy)
Don’t make noise, my feet thin
I’m looking for the paper, same color my green skin
Toys what is on the list
When it comes to this, I’m too legit
Tell all them kids that he be the Grinch
When they ask who has type of heart to do this
Big bag, fill 'em up with the produce
Big bag, fill 'em up with the produce
Big bag, fill 'em up with the produce
Big bag, fill 'em up with the produce
Big bag
It’s me