Chance The Rapper - The Return lyrics
[Chance The Rapper - The Return lyrics]
Yo, it's the return of the Gifted Gifter
The Secret Santa grab bag sifter the Grinch
Sleigh hanging off the ledge deadlifter
The best thrifter, the tearjerker
The Santa's little help employee
Of the year worker the smile bringer
The joy inside the child lingers
The boy inside the crowd proud
He's a loud singer
The whole choir, the bow tier
The snowplow and the snow tires
The coat buyer
The "Oh, you shouldn't have"-r
The Birkin bagger the gifted rapper
They told me it's the thought that counts
But really it's the count that matters
Accounting hacker
Bank amount countin' backwards
A thousand smackers it's the return of Kris
Kringle, the piss singles, that shit tingles
Sendin' checks twice 'cause the name's
On the list wrinkled
My chips Pringles, my chips been gold
My green mean go, your green mean slow
It's the young born again, good hood ornament
With a little chicken like a Cornish hen
Amazon ordering
Cohiba importer of Evergreen water in
Rapping all night
Will he ever bring the chorus in?
Fireplace bright like I threw ten menorahs in
Ten more kinaras and a whole fucking forest
Then i buy the doll in the mall
That the store is in
I hide the presents in the dresser
And the drawer it's in my dawg doin' moves
He said this shit is on the floor again
Feds was on his trail but he
Got fifty names in Oregon
I bought cases bigger than the suit's
That you see Lori in
James still sittin' but I'm
Sendin' a DeLorean
Look, it's Mister Christmas Bonus
Mister Made His Brothers Bands
Mister Nich'las Jonas
Mister Big Cojones but bigger heart
That's where the homeless home is
The Home Alone kid
It's the return of Kevin McCallister
The Swiss mister
The hot chocolate mixer that gets pictures
And big, big cousin misser, the quick fixer
The Wiz Oz, big blizzard, the big gifter
Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh
The Secret Santa grab bag sifter the Grinch
Sleigh hanging off the ledge deadlifter
The best thrifter, the tearjerker
The Santa's little help employee
Of the year worker the smile bringer
The joy inside the child lingers
The boy inside the crowd proud
He's a loud singer
The whole choir, the bow tier
The snowplow and the snow tires
The coat buyer
The "Oh, you shouldn't have"-r
The Birkin bagger the gifted rapper
They told me it's the thought that counts
But really it's the count that matters
Accounting hacker
Bank amount countin' backwards
A thousand smackers it's the return of Kris
Kringle, the piss singles, that shit tingles
Sendin' checks twice 'cause the name's
On the list wrinkled
My chips Pringles, my chips been gold
My green mean go, your green mean slow
It's the young born again, good hood ornament
With a little chicken like a Cornish hen
Amazon ordering
Cohiba importer of Evergreen water in
Rapping all night
Will he ever bring the chorus in?
Fireplace bright like I threw ten menorahs in
Ten more kinaras and a whole fucking forest
Then i buy the doll in the mall
That the store is in
I hide the presents in the dresser
And the drawer it's in my dawg doin' moves
He said this shit is on the floor again
Feds was on his trail but he
Got fifty names in Oregon
I bought cases bigger than the suit's
That you see Lori in
James still sittin' but I'm
Sendin' a DeLorean
Look, it's Mister Christmas Bonus
Mister Made His Brothers Bands
Mister Nich'las Jonas
Mister Big Cojones but bigger heart
That's where the homeless home is
The Home Alone kid
It's the return of Kevin McCallister
The Swiss mister
The hot chocolate mixer that gets pictures
And big, big cousin misser, the quick fixer
The Wiz Oz, big blizzard, the big gifter
Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh