Luyện nghe bài hát Santa's A Fat Bitch

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

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

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

Turn on my TV the very day
I see gettin' paid leadin the parade
I'm that on the buildin'
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 get shit
(Another year I get shit)
If I him land on my roof
(Ohh, my undertaker)
I'm a bust ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth

Yeah, I got to say about St.Nick
Fuck that hoe he never brought jack
No toys, canes, just a lump 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 front
I got my teeth, out my mouth
I a few numbers could you help me out

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

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

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

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

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

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

Santa Claus is a fat
(He ate too McDonald's)
Another year and I get shit
(Mrs.Claus is a hoe)
If I hear him land on my
(Slice that 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 stirrin' but a rat
I hearin' jingle bells 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
off soldiers and rubber balls
But I woke up and found some old drawers

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

Claus is a fat bitch
(Santa is a fat bitch)
Another year and I get shit
(Another I ain't get shit)
If I hear him on my roof
(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 year and I get shit
(I ain't shi-it)
If I hear him 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 big grin
Hear Santa Claus again"