Lyrics:
ounce with him
G's up, hoes down, I got Santa Claus high as shit
Chorus:
Sitting by the tree sipping Egg-Nog.
Waiting on Christmas gifts....Egg-Nog.
and close the doors
Man for what? Santa Claus Ho
And, we gonna blow ounce with him
G's up, hoes down
I got Santa Claus high as shit
Sitting by the tree
Playboy on the beat
Santa to me
Santa Claus ain't never really come down our chimney
We had other Santa Claus
Straight up
They was Santa to me
old-fashioned way
Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus right down Santa Claus Lane
Vixen and Blitzen and all his reindeer pullin' on the reins
Bells
yes a holy night,
Until Mr. Claus turned into Santa muthafuckin' right?
Deck the halls with balls of holy
Tra la la la la la la la la
Tis
red
And a derby on his head
Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus
Right down Santa Claus Lane
Vixen and Blitzen and all his reindeer are
llama fi him Christmas
And no toys come out deh when this buss
Now the youths dem sit down and a discuss
How fi rob Santa Claus this Christmas
Me get
the gingerbread
From the wounds where the bloods congeal
Here comes Santa Claus
Here comes Santa Claus
Right down Santa Claus Lane
Vixen and Blitzen and all his
Here comes Santa Claus
Here comes Santa Claus
Right down Santa Claus lane
Vixen and Blitzen and all his reindeer
Pulling on the rein
Bells are
And to my delight
I high tail it to the living room
Like zoom
I don't know
But sumthin aint right
Santa Claus must ain't came yet
Cause I ain't seen not
book!
here let me read you this one
Chrismas in Compton
it was a silent night, yes a holy night
until Mr. Claus turned into Santa muthafuckin' right
Here Comes Santa Claus
Here Comes Santa Claus
Right Down Santa Claus Lane
Iblis in the mist him and all his angels
Are foolin y’all again
Bells
down, my window all fogged but
That don't explain what I saw my momma by the chimney kissing Santa Claus
I saw daddy's car leaving
But why Santa driving
C) I need a man, I need a man, this Christmas
Who's that comin' down my chimney?
Is that you, baby? (It's me, baby, Santa Claus)
(Ho-ho-ho)
(Mr. C)
of thunder. "And here comes Santa Claus!"
Splits our ears
Santa hits the wire, wins by head, the railbirds neither speak nor move
A lame horse has become
snow white boomers,
On his Australian run.
Soon the sleigh was flashing past right over Marble Bar,
'Slow down there,' cried Santa, 'it can't be
rides alone
Santa Claus rides alone
Santa he rides... alone
It's damn cold out here tonight
This has been the tale... of an outlaw, who goes by the name
sleep right next to you, wake up
Summer's on the rise, you better catch me by surprise
I might not be Santa Claus but I'll still bring you christmas
at the North Pole
Just surrounded by elves and reindeer
Baby, I think it's time I come down to Memphis
For some good old southern lovin'
Maybe some bacon,
feels oh, so Christmasy
Throw your hands in the air, pause, kick the ballistics Santa Claus
Have a funky, funky Christmas
Have a funky, funky
(Alright, Jermaine, it's time for Lil Bow Wow to go to sleep)
I ain't going to sleep (Santa Claus is gon' be here)
(Why man?)
(You hear me?) Yeah
C) I need a man, I need a man, this Christmas
Who's that comin' down my chimney?
Is that you, baby? (It's me, baby, Santa Claus)
(Ho-ho-ho)
(Mr. C)
better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin'
Santa Claus is comin'
Santa Claus is comin' to town
Here comes Santa, if
Balls
Fuck me till I cum
Oh Glory Hole!
Your rim is super sticky!
Here comes Santa Claus
Here comes Santa Claus
Fucking me in the ass!
Have
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