MRS CLAUS

Santa on a reindeer hit a lick
Pulling out a tommy gun like banana split
Rain on your parade
You get hit
Spraying out the fucking choppa shooting gifts for all the kids
Got some ho ho ho's
They say they with the shits
Got a thick ass thotianna twerking all up on this dick
Mrs Claus throw it back
Or she'll have a fit
Tell that bitch that I'll be back
Cause I'm going on a mish

Shoot off like a missile
Want me eat that cameltoe
Merry Chrimbus
Feed her nut like a timbit
Watch a Christmas special
Imma go and give yo ass a dental
Iron out your fucking face like Macauly
But
In a fucking rental

December it's colder than a bitch
Hope you don't get hit by something that'll tickle
Getting excited for something so fickle
Kissing a thot
Odour like pickle
Smoking poppers makeup hiding wrinkles
Doing nothing proper
Say she see the doctor but it doing very likkle

Santa on a reindeer hit a lick
Pulling out a tommy gun like banana split
Rain on your parade
You get hit
Spraying out the fucking choppa shooting gifts for all the kids
Got some ho ho ho's
They say they with the shits
Got a thick ass thotianna twerking all up on this dick
Mrs Claus throw it back
Or she'll have a fit
Tell that bitch that I'll be back
Cause I'm going on a mish

I'm like the grinch
Who stole Christmas
Shawty looking nice put her on my fucking wishlist
Bad bitch
They wanna hit it
I'm a master of what I do yeah I'm undefeated
Cocky motherfucker yeah I'm so conceited
I got the choppa on my belt yeah I conceal it
They know we the best
And they can't deal with
I hit it from the back got shawty squealing
These pussy bitches broke
I don't know the feeling
Used to shop thrift
Then end up stealing
I just sit around and I make a killing
I am just so sick got the penicillin



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Spiro
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