(Anybody Killa)
Happy holidays ya'll, give me a gift
Let me sing a little jingle while you drink that fifth (Jingle Bells)
Tell Santa that he better stop fronting
That cookie eating motherfucker never leaving nothing
But this year I swear I won't let it happen
Sleighs, gifts and reindeer, we Christmas jackin' (Gimme that)
Surround sound, hot chocolate for days
Bumping through the neighborhood, acting like we paid (Look what we got)
We had to get him, it was just that time
J and I was fed up, and we wanted to shine (Wanted to shine)
But now we got anything you ever wanted
Yeah, he was old but he had a fat wallet (Cha-ching)
Only working one day a year
With a plush-red suit and a iced-out beard
Slinging snow in the North Pole to a bunch of fiends
Little guys with big ears that make toys for free
(Chorus)
Santa Claus, I hate you because (I hate you Santa)
You gave me nothing, now I'm taking yours (I'll take it)
(Violent J)
Uh, it was cold out, I seen a fat man coming
I hid behind a chimney
And bust him in the skull with a bottle of Jim Beam
I rolled him off the roof and onto the driveway
And jumped in his sleigh ride and tried to fly away
Rudolph bossed off on me, he wouldn't move
I had to kick him in his ass, oughta put him in groove
Take me to the hood, to all the poor little kids
This year, everybody about to get some good shit
We landed on a house, I went for the chimney
But the roof was feeble
I crashed through and smashed through the kitchen table
Daddy came busting out the bedroom strapped
Third shot blew off my Santa hat, fuck that
I ran out the back door and I hopped a wall
Steady whistling for the reindeer
But they're like fuck off, then took off
I almost caught a slug in the ass
And became a ghost of Christmas past
Over that shit (Over that bullshit)
(Chorus 2x)
Santa Claus, I hate you because (I hate you Santa)
You gave me nothing, now I'm taking yours (I'll take it)
(Anybody Killa)
Dashing through the snow,
Smoking lots of 'dro
Pulling chicks with expensive gifts
Just to get that ho ho ho, you know what I mean?
Don't get us wrong, we're gonna give to the kids
Super Santa's hooking up all the little shits (Here ya go)
And for the grown-ups, we getting tore up
A case of malt liquor, and a sack that makes ya throw up
(Violent J)
Santy Claus
Wears panty drawers
He never decked my halls,
He can lick my balls
I got no chimney, but I left the door unlocked
Nothing but pine needles and an empty sock
Thanks a lot and fuck off fatass
Why we need coats for kids if you so badass?
Only rich boys get big toys from Santa
I waited all night in my pajamas motherfucker
"Who the fuck you waiting on?"
*Little girl crying*
"Take your ass to bed"
"Fuck Santa Claus"
(Chorus 2x)
Santa Claus, I hate you because (I hate you Santa)
You gave me nothin', now I'm takin' yours (I'll take it)
(repeat until song ends)
It's Christmas Eve, and if he show
He leaving with a bullet hole, let him know
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