ICP: Santa's a fat bitch

Sleigh bells jingle-ling rin jing jingle-lingHorses, horses, horses, horses.Sleigh bells jingle-ling ring jing jingle-ling[gunshot]Santa Claus suck my ballsDrunk as hell rinking bells at the mallsDancer, Prancer, Dixon, and QupidIm a get stupid, ha ha ha, ehI sat around all night under the chimneyHoldin my sack like gimme gimmeI know that hes commin, hes commin he mustLookin up nuthin but rust, dust.Turn on my tv the very next day I see your gettin payedleadin the parade Im that sniper on the buildinListen to my nine go click, Santas a fat bitchSanta Claus is a fat bitch(Santa Claus is a fat fat bitch)Another year and I aint get shit(Another year I aint get shit)If I hear him land on my roof(Ohh my undertaker)Im a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoothYeah I got somthin to say about St. NickFuck that hoe he never brought jack shitNo toys, candy canes, just a lump of coal,So I eat it, cuz there aint nuttin in the cubbardsSo Ill be quick, quick and briefAlls I need for Christmas is my two front teethI got my teeth, kicked out my mouthI need a few new ones could you help me outShould of known I guessed Id show not a steakNo kinda gift I didnt get shitSome say I was bad but that wasnt itIts all because, Santas a fat bitchSanta Claus is a fat bitch(Santa fuck you cuz your a hoe)Another year and I aint got shit(Another year I aint get shit)If I hear him land on my roofIm a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoothOh-ho-ho dont go that way Roudolf thats the ghettoo.Ho-ho, those boys and girls dont deserve anything.[Background:] Slaybells ringling jing jing jingle-linghorses, horses, horses, horsesSanta Claus, Santa Claus where you been?I see you got cookies and milk on your chinI guess you had time to collect your endsYou always been down for your rich friendBut Roudolf, he dont bring his sleigh my wayNuthin but dirt and coal for little JI guess you couldnt fit down my chimney shaftYou need to loose some of that fat ass, ehAll the little rich boys they gettin payedCountin the toys and duckets they madeMe? I got a little half little chunk of dog shitIm a kill that fat bitchSanta Claus is a fat bitch(He ate too much McDonals)Another year and I aint get shit(Mrs. Claus is a ho)If I hear him land on my roof(Slice that bitch in the big red coat)Im a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoothFor the neighborhood Christmas and everythings whackNot a creature sturrin but a fuckin ratI aint hearin jingle bells I aint hearin nuttinAint smellin no turky sure as hell aint no stuffinAll that I payed, wished and prayedThat fat mutha fucka would swing my wayDrop off soldiers and rubber ballzBut I woke up and found some crusty old drawersJust as I knew it shaft again, and again, and again, and againEvery year I wake up to the same old shit....houseThere be no sign of the fat bitchSanta Claus is a fat bitch(Santa Claus is a fat bitch)Another year and I aint get shit(Another year I aint get shit)If I hear him land on my roof(If I hear him land on my roof)Im a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoothSanta Claus is a fat bitch(Santa Claus is a fat bitch)Another year and I aint get shit(I aint ge-et shi-it)If I hear him land on my roof(Ro-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoof)Im a bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth[record scratching]Hes got a fuzzy white 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,Here comes Santa Claus again.