Diddly Bops - The Merrymen

Oh I just got a message from Old Saint Nick Way up in Christmas Lane And he says that the toys for good girls and boys Are being made as planned There's a truck for little Billy And a dolly for Molly Dear But you ain't gettin' diddly squat 'Cause you really messed up this year Oh the winter fields are white as snow And the lights are shining bright And the wee little heads are tucked in bed Dream of sugar plums this night You might dream of big red apples And those candy canes so new But you ain't gettin' diddly squat 'Cause you really messed up this year Fa, la, la, la, you're in trouble, fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la When your mother asked you to wash the dishes Well you said, "No, no, no" And you would not pick up your socks So you might find a stocking full of coal Ho, ho, ho! Oh you know that Santa's watching you And he keeps a great big list And when I tell him the things you do He really will be, mad He'll sit you on his knee and then He'll whisper in your ear You ain't gettin' diddly squat 'cause you really messed up Oh you really, you really messed up this year! You ain't gettin' diddly squat

Coi Leray Yeah, Johnny, yeah (woo) Catchin' jets, boo (woo), I got jet fuel (woo) When I touch down (ah), I'ma get loose (loose) Pull up in a spaceship, call me Neptune (mm) Two-step, hit a slide when I walk through (slide) Wrist watch got a (ah), big clock (uh) Hatin' ass hoes, yeah, that bitch a big opp (ah) Sittin' on top, got these bitches bitter (yeah, these bitches, come on) If you ain't gettin' money, I ain't fuckin' with ya (uh-uh) Go and grab ya calculator (add it up) Go and pop that pussy like a percolator (throw it back) Every day my birthday, you should celebrate me (come on) This for them hatin' ass bitches, yеah, them bitches in the back Bitch, I got bops, yеah (bitch, I got bops) Bitch, I got bops, yeah (bitch, I got bops) Bitch, I got bops, yeah (bitch, I got bops) Bitch, I got bops, yeah They tryna throw rocks (uh) They think that it's hopscotch (ah) I pull up, the show stops (uh) They eyein' like cyclops (what else?) And these bitches mad, they blame it on TikTok (vroom) And these bitches mad I got all of these big bops, hold on (hahaha) Wrist watch got a (ah), big clock (uh) Hatin' ass hoes, yeah, that bitch a big opp (ah) Sittin' on top, got these bitches bitter, come on If you ain't gettin' money, I ain't fuckin' with ya (uh-uh) Go and grab ya calculator (add it up) Go and pop that pussy like a percolator (throw it back) Every day my birthday, you should celebrate me (come on) This for them hatin' ass bitches, yeah, them bitches in the back Bitch, I got bops, yeah (bitch, I got bops) Bitch, I got bops, yeah (bitch, I got bops) Bitch, I got bops, yeah (bitch, I got bops) Bitch, I got bops, yeah Bitch, I got bops, yeah Bitch, I got bops, yeah Bitch, I got bops, yeah Bitch, I got bops, yeah Bitch, I got bops, yeah (bitch, I got bops) Bitch, I got bops, yeah (bitch, I got bops) Bitch, I got bops, yeah (bitch, I got bops) Bitch, I got bops, yeah

Anyday now i will hear you say Goodbye my love And you'll be on your way Then my wild beautiful bird You would haveflown, ooh Anyday now i'll be all alone, whoa Anyday now when my restless eyes Meet someone new Oh to my sad surprise Then the blue shadows will fall All over town, whoa Anyday now love will let you down, whoa Oh my beautiful bird you'd have flown oh Anyday now i'll be al