Luyện nghe bài hát Santa's A Fat Bitch

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

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

Eh, I sat around all under the chimney
Holdin' my sack 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 your paid leadin the parade
I'm that sniper on the
to my nine go click
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 on my roof
(Ohh, my undertaker)
I'm a bust your ass in the

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

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

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

Santa is a fat bitch
(Santa fuck you your a hoe)
Another year and I 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 go that way
Rudolf that's the ghetto ho-ho
Boys and girls deserve anything"

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

But Rudolf, he bring' his slay 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 bays gettin' paid
the toys and ducats they made
Me? I got a little half little chunk of dog
I'm a kill fat bitch

Claus is a fat bitch
(He ate too McDonald's)
Another year and I get shit
(Mrs.Claus is a hoe)
If I him land on my roof
(Slice bitch in the big red coat)
I'm a your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth

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

All I paid wished and prayed
fat mutha fucka would swin' my way
Drop off soldiers and rubber
But I woke up and some crusty old drawers

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

Santa Claus is a fat
(Santa is a fat bitch)
Another year and I ain't get
(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

Santa is a fat bitch
(Santa is a fat bitch)
year and I ain't get shit
(I ain't shi-it)
If I him land on my roof
(Ro-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoof)
I'm a bust 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 of goodies and a great big grin
Hear Santa Claus again"