Now you don't have to say it's Christmas, yeah
We just want a reason to love
So happy holidays, it's Christmas
We've been tryna find a reason to love
Look, light me up when the snow fall
I ain't iced out, somebody hit me with a snowball
Love it or hate it like it's your call
Big money on Christmas, gift to me seeming so small
I'm pulling up to my momma's house
Eat till we passing out, wifey crashing on the couch
I say I love you, gotta act it out
The reason for the season ain't the treason, what you passing out
What's up with the love, what's up with the love now
I guess you like, "Why bother?"
What's up with the love, what's up with the love now
I wish that I could hug my father
What's up with the love, what's up with the love now
I guess you like, "Why bother?"
What's up with the love, what's up with the love now
I wish that I could hug my father
He'd probably say
I wish that I could hug my father
He'd probably say
You don't have to say it's Christmas, yeah
We just wanna reason it out, yeah, yeah yeah
Happy holidays, it's Christmas, yeah
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