Luyện nghe bài hát Santa's A Fat Bitch

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

Santa suck my balls drunk 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 lookin' up but rust, dust

on my TV the very next day
I see your gettin' leadin the parade
I'm sniper on the buildin'
Listen to my go click
Santa's a fat

Claus 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 your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth

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

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

Should of known I guessed I'd not a steak
No kinda 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)
year 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 your ass in the

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

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

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

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

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

For the
Christmas and whack
Not a creature 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 and prayed
fat mutha fucka would swin' my way
Drop off soldiers and balls
But I woke up and found crusty old drawers

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

Claus is a fat bitch
(Santa is a fat bitch)
Another and I ain't get shit
(Another I ain't get shit)
If I him land on my roof
(If I him land on my roof)
I'm a bust your ass in the

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

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