Lyrics

Slay bells jingle-lin', ring jin' jingle-lin' Horses, horses, horses, horses Slay bells jingle-lin' ring jin' jingle-lin' Santa Claus suck my balls drunk as hell Ringin' bells at the malls Dancer Prancer Nixon and Cupid I'ma get stupid, ha ha ha Eh, I sat around all night under the chimney Holdin' my sack like gimme gimme I know that he's comin', he's comin' He must lookin' up nothin' but rust, dust Turn on my TV the very next day I see your gettin' paid leadin the parade I'm that sniper on the buildin' Listen to my nine go click Santa's a fat bitch Santa Claus is a fat bitch (Santa Claus is a fat, fat, fat bitch) Another year and I ain't get shit (Another year I ain't get shit) If I hear him land on my roof (Ohh, my undertaker) I'm a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth Yeah, I got somethin' to say about St.Nick Fuck that hoe he never brought jack shit No toys, candy canes, just a lump of coal So I eat it, 'cuz there ain't nuttin' in the cupboard So I'll be quick, quick and brief All I need for Christmas is my two front teeth I got my teeth, kicked out my mouth I need a few numbers could you help me out Should of known I guessed I'd show not a steak No kinda gift I didn't get shit Some say I was bad But that wasn't it it's all because Santa's a fat bitch Santa Claus is a fat bitch (Santa fuck you 'cuz your a hoe) Another year and I ain't got shit (Another year I ain't get shit) If I hear him land on my roof (Let's just get his autograph) I'm a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth "Oh-ho-ho don't go that way Rudolf that's the ghetto ho-ho those Boys and girls don't deserve anything" Santa Claus, Santa Claus where you been? I see you got cookies and milk on your chin I guess you had time to collect your ends You always been down for your rich friends But Rudolf, he don't bring' his slay my way Nothin' but dirt and coal for little J I guess you couldn't fit down my chimney shaft You need to loose some of that fat ass, eh All the little rich bays they gettin' paid Countin' the toys and ducats they made Me? I got a little half little chunk of dog shit I'm a kill that fat bitch Santa Claus is a fat bitch (He ate too much McDonald's) Another year and I ain't get shit (Mrs.Claus is a hoe) If I hear him land on my roof (Slice that bitch in the big red coat) I'm a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth For the neighborhood Christmas and everything's whack Not a creature stirrin' but a fuckin' rat I ain't hearin' jingle bells I ain't hearin' nuttin' Aint smellin' no turkey sure as hell ain't no stuffin' All that I paid wished and prayed That fat mutha fucka would swin' my way Drop off soldiers and rubber balls But I woke up and found some crusty old drawers Just as I knew it shaft again and again And again and again Every year I wake up to the same old shit House there be no sign of the fat bitch Santa Claus is a fat bitch (Santa Claus is a fat bitch) Another year and I ain't get shit (Another year I ain't get shit) If I hear him land on my roof (If I hear him land on my roof) I'm a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth Santa Claus is a fat bitch (Santa Claus is a fat bitch) Another year and I ain't get shit (I ain't ge-et shi-it) If I hear him land on my roof (Ro-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoof) I'm a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth "He's got a fuzzy whit beard and a great big smile A bright red hat you can see for a mile A bag full of goodies and a great big grin Hear comes Santa Claus again"
Writer(s): Mike E. Clark, Joseph Bruce Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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