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

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

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

Turn on my TV the very day
I see gettin' paid leadin the parade
I'm sniper on the buildin'
Listen to my go click
a fat bitch

Santa is a fat bitch
(Santa is a fat, fat, fat bitch)
year and I ain't 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
that hoe he never brought jack shit
No toys, candy canes, a lump of coal
So I eat it, there 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, out my mouth
I need a few numbers could you 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 all because
Santa's a fat

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

All I paid wished and prayed
That fat mutha fucka 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 and again
Every year I up to the same old shit
House there be no sign of the fat

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

Santa Claus is a fat
(Santa is a fat bitch)
Another and I ain't get shit
(I ge-et shi-it)
If I him land on my roof
(Ro-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoof)
I'm a bust your ass in the

"He's got a whit 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"