They say that’s why I keep on breaking out
They say that’s why I’m never losing weight
Never have I ever always
Kept them satisfied
Santa baby, keep me posted
I’ve been such a good girl
And then
That’s all I ever fucking want
Wrap it up
Wrap it up
Wrap it up
Wrap it up
(Lotta chocolate, wrap it up for me
A box of loving, loving)
Got some caffeine yesterday
And I was kinda wasted
Bittersweet, I like it
But that shit was pretty nasty
95 to 24
My Santa knows me better
What to get me on a Christmas Day
That’s other than a sweater
And then baby
That’s all I fucking want
Wrap it up
Wrap it up
(Lotta chocolate, wrap it up for me
A box of)
Wrap it up
Wrap it up
(Lotta chocolate, wrap it up for me
A box of chocolate)
(What the fuck, why are u so hyper?)
(I don’t know, I guess I had too much chocolate, I’m getting sugar high)
(Well, can u actually start managing your fucking stress instead of just shoving
chocolate in your face?)