Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Black Santa

H-H-Hey Santa, it's, Dax again (Hi)
checking if you got my list (Oh)

1]
Dear Mr. (Hello)
My name is Dax and been a good kid
I made a list of the shit I wanted this year
Did you it? I'm hoping you did (You did)
I put my country, my state, my street, my
Just so you'd know I live (Google maps)
watching porn, gave to the homeless (So like, damn dude)
be a bitch!
Yeah I want Cadillac color matte (Skrr)
Yeah I want a bitch with a fat ass (Hm)
Yeah I want a to crash with a pool and a court and a golf course all in the back (Yah)
Yeah I want Gucci, coupled with a million dollars
Instagram a followers
Takeout food Benihana's (Please)
I a follow back Lele Pons (Where you at?)
I need a Drake on a song (Go on then)
I could probably do shit myself and all
But I really tryna wait that long (Facts)
So Santa is my list and I'm confident in you that you complete it (I know you will)
Me and your daughter are friends and if I don't get all of my shit Mike Jackson beat it

[Interlude: Black
Mr. Dax
I took the time to go your list
And I'm sorry to say
You have a bad kid (Very naughty)
I can get some shit but not all those God damn (Sorry)
And as for my young man
ain't no way your fuckin' that bitch

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Man, you Santa
I don't even your gifts
I don't even that car
I don't want that bitch
I don't even that shit
Now I want Mrs.
her saying hoe hoe hoe hoe
While she's on my pole pole pole
Keep my wrist froze froze froze
When I games with Rudolph
Yeah yeah yeah I'm crazy
her the dick, banana
Came through the heat, the jammers
Butt through the sheets, pajamas
So what does mean?
I think it means that I win way
I'll leave you and milk and a note on the table
And is what that shit's gonna say:
Make sure you clean the chimney (I want it spotless)
Make sure you off the lights when you done
(Got to pay dude)
sure you leave me a tip on the table (That's right for me)
Don't eat two cookies fat ass gets one
Don't to leave shit in my stocking yeah you know where it's at
Milk chocolate, henny and condoms with that
Xanax, weed to in the trap
Don't lie Santa, boy I know that you're
Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, and
Comet, Cupid, Donner, and
Talk shit all go missing
Santa nigga Merry Christmas
(Merry Christmas)
(I got all the loot)
(Oh oh oh oh oh oh)

Dax