Wish
ATL Feat. Ciara & Ne-Yo Lyrics


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Dashin' through your hood
Open bottle of that Spade (that Spade)
Comin' down your chimney with a Drac' (with a Drac')

White Rolls, white Lamb', I'm like Santa Claus (Santa)
I'm a hero to the hood, I done did it all
Red bitch (red bitch), call her Rudolph (Rudolph)
This ain't a sled but I bet I got the roof off (pew)
White Rolls, white Lamb', I'm like Santa Claus (Santa)
Hero to the hood, I done did it all (I am)
Red bitch, Rudolph (Rudolph)
This ain't a sled but I bet I got the roof off

I got that super loud, that's a new cough
These emerald diamonds, that's a new frost
I got gifts to ship, just sent a few off (pew)
People may spoil your Christmas if they get picked off

On my first day of trappin', my plug gave to me (me)
I loaded nine millimeter and a quarter ki' (work)
My second phase of hustlin', fuckin' with the tree (trees)
Then came the pills (pills), then Promethazine (ugh)

They call me Gotti Saint Nick (Saint Nick)
I got eighty-pointer diamonds on my wrist (big rocks)
Yes, I'm lookin' at the names on my list (who on that list?)
I may buy the new Chanel for your bitch
The Cuban blinkin' like the lights on a Christmas tree (tree)
I heard a pussy nigga talkin' 'bout Grinchin' me (who dat?)
I'm black Santa, nigga, you know it ain't no bitchin' me (you know it)
A quarter mill' spent right there where the trenches be (frrp, beep)
Yeah, I put bikes in my hood and put TVs on the wall (wall)
Came through like it's Christmas when they burned down my dawg (let's get it)
A hundred to the lawyer 'cause he goin' for a appeal (frrp, frrp, appeal
I'm a cold hearted gangster, yeah, I give the streets chills (real)

On my first day of trappin', my plug gave to me (me)
I loaded nine millimeter and a quarter ki' (work)
My second phase of hustlin', fuckin' with the tree (trees)
Then came the pills (pills), then Promethazine (ugh)

White Rolls, white Lamb', I'm like Santa Claus (Santa)
I'm a hero to the hood, I done did it all
Red bitch (red bitch), call her Rudolph (Rudolph)
This ain't a sled but I bet I got the roof off (pew)
White Rolls, white Lamb', I'm like Santa Claus (Santa)
Hero to the hood, I done did it all (I am)
Red bitch, Rudolph (Rudolph)
This ain't a sled but I bet I got the roof off

In the kitchen, water whippin' with my bump, yeah
And I heard the third time a charm, yeah
I been turnin' twenty-eight to thirty-five grams
That's a extra quarter ounce on every ounce, yeah
I don't need no Christmas gifts, just give me this instead
One weak of freein' all my niggas out the feds (free my dawgs)




Reach for the chain then you know your ass dead (baow)
You ain't seein' the new year, I'm puttin' a bullet in your head, pussy

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to ATL Feat. Ciara & Ne-Yo's song "Wish” are centered on the theme of gift-giving in the holiday season. "Dashin’ through your hood / Open bottle of that Spade, Coming down your chimney with a Drac'" refers to the artiste traveling through different neighborhoods while spreading cheer and gifting the people. The reference to champagne brand Ace of Spades reinforces the luxury element of the song. There are a lot of Christmas references throughout the song. The artiste compares himself to Santa Claus, calling himself the "hero to the hood" who has "done it all." ATL goes on to mention his expensive cars, white Lamborghini, and Rolls Royce.


The second verse of the song talks about ATL’s drug and crime-filled past. Despite the illegal activities he indulged in, he still managed to find generosity in his heart. The reference to “loading a nine-millimeter and a quarter key” implies the person is willing to use violence to protect his business. But despite all this, he becomes a Santa Claus to the people in his area by providing for his community. The song shows how, even when things are tough, the spirit of the Christmas season can bring warmth and joy.


Line by Line Meaning

Dashin' through your hood Open bottle of that Spade (that Spade) Comin' down your chimney with a Drac' (with a Drac')
I'm moving through your neighborhood with my top-of-the-line bottle of champagne and a firearm, ready to make a surprise entrance through your chimney like Santa Claus on Christmas Day.


White Rolls, white Lamb', I'm like Santa Claus (Santa) I'm a hero to the hood, I done did it all Red bitch (red bitch), call her Rudolph (Rudolph) This ain't a sled but I bet I got the roof off (pew)
I'm driving around in my luxurious white Rolls Royce and Lamborghini, just like Santa Claus, and I'm a hero in my neighborhood for accomplishing everything. I'm joined by a red sports car, Rudolph, but this is not a sleigh ride as my roof is down.


I got that super loud, that's a new cough These emerald diamonds, that's a new frost I got gifts to ship, just sent a few off (pew) People may spoil your Christmas if they get picked off
I have high-quality marijuana that causes a new cough, which is followed by my emerald diamond jewelry that sparkles like new frost. I have gifts to send, and I just sent out some already, but people need to be careful not to get robbed during the holidays.


On my first day of trappin', my plug gave to me (me) I loaded nine millimeter and a quarter ki' (work) My second phase of hustlin', fuckin' with the tree (trees) Then came the pills (pills), then Promethazine (ugh)
When I first started dealing drugs, my supplier gave me a gun and a small amount of cocaine. As my business grew, I started dealing with marijuana, then pills, then finally Promethazine, a cough syrup used to create lean.


They call me Gotti Saint Nick (Saint Nick) I got eighty-pointer diamonds on my wrist (big rocks) Yes, I'm lookin' at the names on my list (who on that list?) I may buy the new Chanel for your bitch
I'm known as Gotti Saint Nick, the gangster version of Santa Claus. I have expensive 80-point diamond jewelry adorning my wrist, and I'm looking at my list of people to give gifts to. I may even buy your girl some new Chanel.


The Cuban blinkin' like the lights on a Christmas tree (tree) I heard a pussy nigga talkin' 'bout Grinchin' me (who dat?) I'm black Santa, nigga, you know it ain't no bitchin' me (you know it) A quarter mill' spent right there where the trenches be (frrp, beep)
My Cuban link chain shines as bright as Christmas lights on a tree. I overheard someone talking about stealing from me, but I'm not afraid as I'm the gangster version of Santa Claus. I spent a quarter of a million in a tough neighborhood where I grew up.


Yeah, I put bikes in my hood and put TVs on the wall (wall) Came through like it's Christmas when they burned down my dawg (let's get it) A hundred to the lawyer 'cause he goin' for a appeal (frrp, frrp, appeal I'm a cold hearted gangster, yeah, I give the streets chills (real)
I gave bikes to the kids in my community and installed TVs on their walls. I avenged my friend's death by delivering justice to his killers, just like a Christmas miracle. I paid my lawyer a hundred grand for my appeal, and I'm an emotionless gangster, which makes people fear me.


In the kitchen, water whippin' with my bump, yeah And I heard the third time a charm, yeah I been turnin' twenty-eight to thirty-five grams That's a extra quarter ounce on every ounce, yeah
I'm cooking drugs in the kitchen by whipping together liquids and a substance to make a product that's in high demand. I heard that things often improve on the third try, and I've figured out a way to get an extra quarter ounce of drugs out of every ounce, which translates to more profits.


I don't need no Christmas gifts, just give me this instead One weak of freein' all my niggas out the feds (free my dawgs) Reach for the chain then you know your ass dead (baow) You ain't seein' the new year, I'm puttin' a bullet in your head, pussy
I don't want any gifts for Christmas except for one thing: getting all of my friends who are locked up in prison out of jail. If you try to steal my jewelry, then you'll be shot dead. You won't make it to the new year, as I'll kill you, coward.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Mario Mims, Benjamin Dahl, Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer

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Thalita Ferreira

Eu amo muito essa musica, deveria ter sido single! Ciara reina!

Jay Bkx

Still playing in 2018! 🙌🏾Underrated music definitely deserved more recognition

Matheus Oliveira

Top demais !!!

Terrance Wiliams

THIS USED TO BE MY SHIT!!!!!!! MEMORIES!!!

Mahogany DuBose

Love this song even still TODAY!

Dem676 Speaks

Still playing this in 2021 🔥🔥🔥

SpottieOttieDopaliscious Angel

Ciara’s “if you played your cards right” part crossed my mind so here I am… Spring 2023! 🌷

Nhyira Afua

OMG I loveddddd this song from their album

Yoooo

I remember having the single cd and they only had the snippet of this song.. i was sooo crunk when i heard the whole song first time...

D D

I love this song infact loved this album! Me and my sisters use to play it a lot. what happened to ATL!!!!

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