Lyrics:
Good lord my dads a ginacolagist and he can't drive no more he got tunnle vision that's funny that ain't very christmasy but that's funny. Santy
From Boston Town, we're bound away
Heave aweigh Santy Ano
Around Cape Horn to Frisco Bay
We're bound for Californi-o
So heave her up and away we'll
Shipmates, listen unto me: I'll tell
You in the song
Of things that happened to me when
I come home from Hong Kong
To me way, you Santy, my dear
Celebrate holiday
Make it merry
Friends and family
We got room for even santy
Celebrate holiday
Make it merry
Friends and family
We got room for
Santy Anna
O Santy Anna gained the day
Hoo-ray, Santy Anna!
He lost it once but gained it twice
All on the plains of Mexico!
O Santy Anna fought for
on
Ships of wood and steel
From Boston town we're bound away
Heave away Santy Anno
Around Cape Horn to 'Frisco bay
And we're bound for Californ-i-o
Heave
Ooo, Ooo, we're sailin' 'cross the river from Liverpool,
Heave away, Santy Anno.
Around Cape Horn to 'Frisco Bay,
Way out in Californio.
Dave Guard
Oh, oh, we're sailin' 'cross the river from Liverpool, heave away, Santy Anno.
Around Cape Horn to 'Frisco Bay, 'way out in Californio.
Oh have you heard the latest news:
Chorus: Heave away, Santy Anna
The Yankees they took Vera Cruz.
Chorus: All on the plains of Mexico.
Oh, Santy
Will Santy come to Shanty town
To a poor little boy like me?
Will he bring me some toys
Like the other girls and boys?
Will Santy come to Shanty
to bless them hoes
Never get a bitch that’s gonna suppress your goals (Goals)
Diamonds dancing up and down icy poles
I want a bad bitch Santy Clause
Mamma
on ships of wood and steel.
From Boston town we're bound away
Heave away Santy Anno
Around Cape Horn to 'Frisco bay
And we're bound for Californ-i-o
Heave
will
Now if you want your stocking stuffed, Santy Claus is happy to oblige
'Cause sleighs aren't all that Santy Claus likes to ride
Santy Claus is coming
As I walked down to New York town, a fair maid I did meet
She asked me back to see her place; she lived on Barrack Street
And away, Santy, my
(Yeh yeh yeh!)
Santy El Paisita
(Oh Yeah Yeah!)
La Gran Jerarquia Music
(Kanto on the beat)
Muchos que me escuchan piensan de mi feo
De la forma que
Casser casser cassement
Se le beu temp si c’est Berzy on a track
Je te l’ai déjà dit non miss à shot
No le mec ne miss pas no pas d’e point
Da Santy
I ain't talking WikiLeaks, hoes know I'm snowed in
Bitch I think I'm Santy Claus, flexed up, snowed in
I ain't talking WikiLeaks, hoes know I'm
Santy, yeah yeah
Yeah
Me pone en tensión
En el cuarto solos los dos
Nena ya aumento el calor
Quiero que me haga el amor
Enamorado de tu cadera
Mami
Yes its Boxing Day baby
All that Santy Claus business is finally done
Yes its Boxing Day pretty baby
All that Santy Claus business is finally done
I see that Santy Claus, I going to start a fight
The hat I got for Christmas is too beeg
Oh, it's nice, but my sombrero is too beeg
If you wonder
advice,
It sounded all right
But you know that he took it back later that night
He's an Indian Giver!
Gonna write Santy Claus a valentine
Please Santy
Dear Mr. Santy Claus I’m writing you because my family recently moved
You won’t have to go through feet of snow to find your feet on my roof
We don’t
questo back reach a new high
La tua gang vuole beef you are gonna die
Santy in this bitch non e novità già lo sai
Sin dal giorno zero qui a fumare col mio
my feet
Gotta snuggle by the chimney, love by my side
I really love this Christmas
Leaving cookies out tonight, and Santy Claws gonna eat em
Leaving
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