RUCKA RUCKA ALILetter To Santa Lyrics
This yo little cousin, Rucka Rucka Ali
First, I wanted to tell you, what a good ass mo'fuckin' boy I been this year
I raised thirty-two dollars for Haiti,
And a buck-fifty to help BP
What? A nigga needs some skittles
For this year's Christmas,
All I ask you,
Is a pound of purple pot,
The ability to seduce any bitch,
And for my videos to stop gettin' deleted every motherfuckin' day
You give me the same bullshit every Christmas,
And some shit I did not ask for, and don't need to be here!
And for this year,
All I ask is for you to help a motherfuckin',
Brother out, for once
Ten seconds from you on the video blog,
Talkin about, "yo quit deletin Rucka's shit"
Will come a long way with me, sir!
I'm tired of your bullshit!
And don't not never ask me for nothin' again,
If you don't come through this mo'fuckin' time
Merry fuckin' Christmas, bitch nigga!
Rucka Rucka Motherfucka Ali
Ain't no cookies out, ain't none for you,
So keep your black ass out my cupboard, this year
these lyrics are submitted by kaan