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Campanella
Campanella
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Cody Sweatt
Cody Sweatt
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Cousins runnin' round Auntie playing cards while Grandma puttin' it down Y'all get out my kitchen Soon as we wake up Open up your presents This what Christmas like That's what I was raised in Mmm I can smell it Grandma in the kitchen And she whipping up the greatest Mac and cheese and collard greens Im trynna hurry up and eat So I can go and grab a second See my lil cuz playin' on the console And my auntie gettin' real loud cause She sayin' momma cheatin' in them card games But its cause she keep loosing It's the fourth straight I see my pops kicked up With my uncles It don't get no better Like when families close I got my people here with me This is special Take another family picture Over granny house Momma bought us presents What she get us A pair of new shoes Don't step on em' You know we growing Every year, my momma fed up Ooo these feel tight But ima say I fit em' Cousins runnin' round Auntie playing cards while Grandma puttin' it down Y'all get out my kitchen Soon as we wake up Open up your presents This what Christmas like That's what I was raised in Ain't no family Like a family Sometimes a little rugged Never fancy I would never take it perfect That's uncanny Ima always keep em close And that's on granny Spend this time together Cause you don't know how long We'll be on this earth for So you better get along This Christmas Go hug somebody This Christmas Go love somebody This Christmas Thank god you got em' This Christmas Go love somebody Cousins runnin' round Auntie playing cards while Grandma puttin' it down Y'all get out my kitchen Soon as we wake up Open up your presents This what Christmas like That's what I was raised in
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