Christmas in Hollis (Slowed & Reverb) Songtext
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Christmas in Hollis (Slowed & Reverb) Songtext
It was December 24th on hollis Ave after dark
When I seen a man chilling with his dog in the park
I approached him very slowly with my heart full of fear
Looked at his dog, oh my God, a ill reindeer
But then I was illin′ 'cause the man had a beard
And a bag full of goodies, Twelve o′clock had neared
So I turned my head a second and the man was gone
But he must've dropped his wallet smack dead on the lawn
I picked the wallet up, and then I took a pause
Took out the license and it cold said Santa Claus
A million dollars in it, cold hundreds of G's
Enough to buy a boat and matching car with ease
But I′d never steal from Santa, cause that ain′t right
So I'm going home to mail it back to him that night
But when I got home I bugged, ′cause under the tree
Was a letter from Santa and the dough was for me
It's Christmastime in Hollis, Queens
Mom′s cookin' chicken and collard greens
Rice and stuffing, macaroni and cheese
And Santa put gifts under Christmas trees
Decorate the house with lights at night
Snow′s on the ground, snow-white so bright
In the fireplace is the yule log
Beneath the mistletoe as we drink eggnog
The rhymes that you hear are the rhymes of Darryl's
But each and every year we bust Christmas carols (Christmas carols)
Rhymes so loud and proud you hear it
It's Christmastime and we got the spirit
Jack Frost chillin′, the hawk is out
And that′s what Christmas is all about
The time is now, the place is here
And the whole wide world is filled with cheer
My name's D.M.C. with the mic in my hand
And I′m chilling and coolin' just like a snowman
So open your eyes, lend us an ear
We wanna say Merry Christmas and Happy New Year
When I seen a man chilling with his dog in the park
I approached him very slowly with my heart full of fear
Looked at his dog, oh my God, a ill reindeer
But then I was illin′ 'cause the man had a beard
And a bag full of goodies, Twelve o′clock had neared
So I turned my head a second and the man was gone
But he must've dropped his wallet smack dead on the lawn
I picked the wallet up, and then I took a pause
Took out the license and it cold said Santa Claus
A million dollars in it, cold hundreds of G's
Enough to buy a boat and matching car with ease
But I′d never steal from Santa, cause that ain′t right
So I'm going home to mail it back to him that night
But when I got home I bugged, ′cause under the tree
Was a letter from Santa and the dough was for me
It's Christmastime in Hollis, Queens
Mom′s cookin' chicken and collard greens
Rice and stuffing, macaroni and cheese
And Santa put gifts under Christmas trees
Decorate the house with lights at night
Snow′s on the ground, snow-white so bright
In the fireplace is the yule log
Beneath the mistletoe as we drink eggnog
The rhymes that you hear are the rhymes of Darryl's
But each and every year we bust Christmas carols (Christmas carols)
Rhymes so loud and proud you hear it
It's Christmastime and we got the spirit
Jack Frost chillin′, the hawk is out
And that′s what Christmas is all about
The time is now, the place is here
And the whole wide world is filled with cheer
My name's D.M.C. with the mic in my hand
And I′m chilling and coolin' just like a snowman
So open your eyes, lend us an ear
We wanna say Merry Christmas and Happy New Year
Writer(s): Joseph Ward Simmons, Darryl Matthews Mcdaniels, Jason William Mizell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com