Luyện nghe bài hát Santa's A Fat Bitch

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

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

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

on my TV the very next day
I see your paid leadin the parade
I'm that sniper on the
to my nine go click
Santa's a fat

Santa 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 your ass in the

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

Should of known I I'd show not a steak
No kinda gift I didn't get
say I was bad
But that it it's all because
Santa's a fat

Santa Claus is a fat
(Santa fuck you 'cuz a hoe)
Another year and I got shit
(Another I ain't get shit)
If I him land on my roof
(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 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 time to your ends
You been down for your rich friends

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

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

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
and everything's whack
Not a creature stirrin' but a rat
I ain't hearin' jingle bells I ain't nuttin'
Aint smellin' no sure as hell 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 some crusty old drawers

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

Santa Claus is a fat
(Santa is a fat bitch)
year 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

Santa is a fat bitch
(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 your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth

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