Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Black Santa

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

1]
Dear Mr. (Hello)
My name is Dax and I've been a kid
I made a list of the shit that I wanted this
Did you read it? I'm you did (You did)
I put my country, my state, my street, my
Just so you'd where I live (Google maps)
watching porn, gave to the homeless (So like, damn dude)
be a bitch!
Yeah I want color matte black (Skrr)
I want a thick bitch with a fat ass (Hm)
Yeah I want a crib to 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 million
Takeout food Benihana's (Please)
I need a back Lele Pons (Where you at?)
I need a feature on a song (Go on then)
I probably do this shit myself and all
But I ain't 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 I'ma Mike Jackson beat it

Black Santa]
Mr. Dax
I took the to go over your list
And unfortunately I'm 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 daughter man
ain't no way your fuckin' that bitch

3]
Man, you Santa
I don't even your gifts
I don't want that car
I even want that bitch
I don't even want shit
Now I want Mrs.
Want her hoe hoe hoe hoe
she's on my pole pole pole pole
Keep my wrist froze froze froze
When I play games Rudolph
Yeah yeah I'm crazy Santa
Gave her the dick,
Came with the heat, the jammers
Butt cheeks through the sheets,
So what does that
I think it means that I win way
I'll you cookies 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)
Make you leave me a tip on the table (That's right for me)
Don't eat two cookies your fat ass one
Don't forget to leave shit in my stocking yeah you know where at
Milk chocolate, some henny and with that
Xanax, weed to in the trap
Don't lie Santa, boy I know you're black
Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, and
Comet, Cupid, Donner, and
Talk they all go missing
nigga it's Merry Christmas
(Merry Christmas)
(I got all the loot)
(Oh oh oh oh oh oh)

Dax