Santa's a Fat Bitch

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Slay bells jingle-lin', ring jin' jingle-lin'
 Horses, horses, horses, horses
 Slay bells jingle-lin' ring jin' jingle-lin'
 Santa Claus suck my balls drunk as hell
 Ringin' bells at the malls Dancer Prancer
 Nixon and Cupid
 I'ma get stupid, ha ha ha
 Eh, I sat around all night under the chimney
 Holdin' my sack like gimme gimme
 I know that he's comin', he's comin'
 He must lookin' up nothin' but rust, dust
 Turn on my TV the very next day
 I see your gettin' paid leadin the parade
 I'm that sniper on the buildin'
 Listen to my nine go click
 Santa's a fat bitch
 Santa Claus is a fat bitch
 (Santa Claus is a fat, fat, fat bitch)
 Another year and I ain't get shit
 (Another year I ain't get shit)
 If I hear him land on my roof
 (Ohh, my undertaker)
 I'm a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth
 Yeah, I got somethin' to say about St.Nick
 Fuck that hoe he never brought jack shit
 No toys, candy canes, just a lump of coal
 So I eat it, 'cuz there ain't nuttin' in the cupboard
 So I'll be quick, quick and brief
 All I need for Christmas is my two front teeth
 I got my teeth, kicked out my mouth
 I need a few numbers could you help me out
 Should of known I guessed I'd show not a steak
 No kinda gift I didn't get shit
 Some say I was bad
 But that wasn't it it's all because
 Santa's a fat bitch
 Santa Claus is a fat bitch
 (Santa fuck you 'cuz your a hoe)
 Another year and I ain't got shit
 (Another year I ain't get shit)
 If I hear him land on my roof
 (Let's just get his autograph)
 I'm a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth
 "Oh-ho-ho don't go that way
 Rudolf that's the ghetto ho-ho those
 Boys and girls don't deserve anything"
 Santa Claus, Santa Claus where you been?
 I see you got cookies and milk on your chin
 I guess you had time to collect your ends
 You always been down for your rich friends
 But Rudolf, he don't bring' his slay my way
 Nothin' but dirt and coal for little J
 I guess you couldn't fit down my chimney shaft
 You need to loose some of that fat ass, eh
 All the little rich bays they gettin' paid
 Countin' the toys and ducats they made
 Me? I got a little half little chunk of dog shit
 I'm a kill that fat bitch
 Santa Claus is a fat bitch
 (He ate too much McDonald's)
 Another year and I ain't get shit
 (Mrs.Claus is a hoe)
 If I hear him land on my roof
 (Slice that bitch in the big red coat)
 I'm a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth
 For the neighborhood
 Christmas and everything's whack
 Not a creature stirrin' but a fuckin' rat
 I ain't hearin' jingle bells I ain't hearin' nuttin'
 Aint smellin' no turkey sure as hell ain't no stuffin'
 All that I paid wished and prayed
 That fat mutha fucka would swin' my way
 Drop off soldiers and rubber balls
 But I woke up and found some crusty old drawers
 Just as I knew it shaft again and again
 And again and again
 Every year I wake up to the same old shit
 House there be no sign of the fat bitch
 Santa Claus is a fat bitch
 (Santa Claus is a fat bitch)
 Another year and I ain't get shit
 (Another year I ain't get shit)
 If I hear him land on my roof
 (If I hear him land on my roof)
 I'm a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth
 Santa Claus is a fat bitch
 (Santa Claus is a fat bitch)
 Another year and I ain't get shit
 (I ain't ge-et shi-it)
 If I hear him land on my roof
 (Ro-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoof)
 I'm a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth
 "He's got a fuzzy whit beard and a great big smile
 A bright red hat you can see for a mile
 A bag full of goodies and a great big grin
 Hear comes Santa Claus again"
 

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Duration
04:21
Key
1
Tempo
94 BPM

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