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Slay bells jingle-lin', jin' jingle-lin'
Horses, horses, horses,
Slay bells ring jin' jingle-lin'

Santa Claus suck my drunk as hell
Ringin' bells at the malls Prancer
and Cupid
get stupid, ha ha ha

Eh, I sat around all night the chimney
my sack like gimme gimme
I know that comin', he's comin'
He must up nothin' but rust, dust

Turn on my TV the next day
I see gettin' paid leadin the parade
I'm that on the buildin'
Listen to my nine go
Santa's a fat

Santa is a fat bitch
(Santa is a fat, fat, fat bitch)
Another year and I ain't get
(Another year I get shit)
If I hear him land on my
(Ohh, my undertaker)
I'm a your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth

Yeah, I got somethin' to say St.Nick
Fuck that hoe he never brought shit
No toys, candy canes, just a of coal
So I eat it, 'cuz there nuttin' in the cupboard

So I'll be quick, and brief
All I need for Christmas is my two teeth
I got my teeth, out my mouth
I need a few numbers you help me out

Should of known I I'd show not a steak
No kinda gift I get shit
say I was bad
But wasn't it it's all because
Santa's a fat

Santa is a fat bitch
(Santa fuck you your a hoe)
year and I ain't got shit
(Another year I get shit)
If I hear him land on my
(Let's get his autograph)
I'm a bust your ass in the

"Oh-ho-ho go that way
Rudolf the ghetto ho-ho those
and girls don't deserve anything"

Santa Claus, Santa where you been?
I see you got cookies and milk on your
I guess you had time to collect ends
You always been down for rich friends

But Rudolf, he don't his slay my way
but dirt and coal for little J
I guess you couldn't fit down my shaft
You need to loose some of fat ass, eh

All the rich bays they gettin' paid
Countin' the toys and ducats made
Me? I got a little half chunk of dog shit
I'm a kill fat bitch

Santa is a fat bitch
(He ate too McDonald's)
Another and I ain't get shit
(Mrs.Claus is a hoe)
If I hear him on my roof
(Slice that in the big red coat)
I'm a bust ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth

For the
Christmas and whack
Not a stirrin' but a fuckin' rat
I ain't hearin' jingle I ain't hearin' nuttin'
smellin' no turkey sure as hell ain't no stuffin'

All I paid wished and prayed
That fat fucka would swin' my way
Drop off and rubber balls
But I up and found some crusty old drawers

Just as I it shaft again and again
And again and
Every year I wake up to the old shit
House be no sign of the fat bitch

Santa Claus is a fat
(Santa is a fat bitch)
Another year and I get shit
(Another year I get shit)
If I him land on my roof
(If I hear him on my roof)
I'm a your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth

Claus is a fat bitch
(Santa is a fat bitch)
Another year and I get shit
(I ge-et shi-it)
If I him land on my roof
(Ro-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoof)
I'm a your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth

"He's got a fuzzy beard and a great big smile
A red hat you can see for a mile
A bag full of goodies and a great big
Hear Santa Claus again"