Luyện nghe bài hát Santa's A Fat Bitch

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

Santa Claus my balls drunk 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 like gimme 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 your gettin' paid the parade
I'm that sniper on the
Listen to my go click
Santa's a fat

Claus is a fat bitch
(Santa is a fat, fat, fat bitch)
Another and I ain't get shit
(Another year I get shit)
If I hear him land on my
(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, there ain't nuttin' in the cupboard

So I'll be quick, quick and
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 show not a
No kinda gift I get shit
say I was bad
But that it it's all because
a fat bitch

Santa Claus is a fat
(Santa fuck you your a hoe)
Another year and I ain't got
(Another year I 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 that's the ghetto ho-ho
Boys and girls deserve anything"

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

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

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

Claus is a fat bitch
(He ate too McDonald's)
Another year and I ain't get
(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 everything's
Not a stirrin' but a fuckin' rat
I ain't hearin' jingle bells I ain't nuttin'
Aint no turkey sure as hell ain't no stuffin'

All that I paid and prayed
That fat mutha fucka swin' my way
Drop off soldiers and balls
But I up and found some crusty old drawers

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

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 bust 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 hear him land on my
(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 bright red hat you can see for a
A bag full of goodies and a great big
Hear Santa Claus again"