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

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

Turn on my TV the very day
I see your gettin' leadin the parade
I'm that sniper on the
Listen to my nine go
a fat bitch

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 ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth

Yeah, I got to say about St.Nick
Fuck that hoe he never 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 teeth
I got my teeth, out my mouth
I need a few numbers you help me out

Should of known I I'd show not a steak
No kinda gift I 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 your a hoe)
year and I ain't got shit
(Another year I get shit)
If I him land 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 ho-ho those
Boys and girls don't anything"

Claus, Santa Claus where you been?
I see you got and milk on your chin
I guess you had time to collect ends
You always been for your rich 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 loose of that fat ass, eh

All the little rich bays they paid
Countin' the toys and ducats made
Me? I got a half little chunk of dog shit
I'm a that 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 that in the big red coat)
I'm a bust ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth

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

All that I paid wished and
That fat mutha would swin' my way
Drop off and rubber balls
But I woke up and found some crusty old

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

Claus 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 him land 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)
year and I ain't get shit
(I ain't shi-it)
If I hear him land on my
(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 bright red hat you can see for a
A bag full of goodies and a great big
Hear Santa Claus again"