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

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

Eh, I sat around all night under the
Holdin' my like gimme gimme
I that he's comin', he's comin'
He lookin' up nothin' but rust, dust

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

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

Yeah, I got somethin' to say St.Nick
Fuck that hoe he never brought jack
No toys, canes, just a lump of coal
So I eat it, 'cuz there ain't nuttin' in the

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

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

Claus is a fat bitch
(Santa fuck you 'cuz a hoe)
Another and I ain't got shit
(Another year I get shit)
If I him land on my roof
(Let's get his autograph)
I'm a bust ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth

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

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

But Rudolf, he don't bring' his my way
Nothin' but and coal for little J
I guess you couldn't fit down my chimney
You need to some of that fat ass, eh

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

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

For the
Christmas and everything's
Not a stirrin' but a fuckin' rat
I ain't hearin' bells I ain't hearin' nuttin'
Aint smellin' no turkey sure as ain't no stuffin'

All that I paid wished and
fat mutha fucka would swin' my way
Drop off and rubber balls
But I woke up and found some crusty old

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

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

Santa is a fat bitch
(Santa is a fat bitch)
Another year and I ain't get
(I ain't shi-it)
If I hear him land on my
(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 comes Santa again"