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I Hate Santa Claws


Change, please? Christmas change.


Happy holidays y'all, give me a gift

Let me sing a little jingle while you drink that fifth (Jingle Bells)

Tell Santa that he better stop frontin'

That cookie eatin' mother fucker never leavin' nothin'

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

Bumpin' through the neighborhood, actin' 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 workin' one day a year

With a plush-red suit and a iced-out beard

Slingin' snow in the north pole to a bunch of fiends

Little guys with big ears that make toys for free

Santa Claus, I hate you because (I hate you Santa)

You gave me nothin', now I'm takin' yours (I'll take it)

(Violent J)

Uh, it was cold out, I seen a fat man comin'

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, outta 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 bustin' 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 whistlinc1

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I Hate Santa Claws / Insane Clown Posse

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