FUCK SANTA CLAUSE

Uh, Yo
Tori on the Beat
Fuck no he ain't
What the fuck going on?
Mother fucker I come home to a long day at work on Christmas Eve
And there ain't no presents under the motherfucking god damn fucking tree!

Uh, Fuck Santa Clause
He a little bitch
Rat ass hoe
He fucked my kids

Fuck Santa Clause
And he be snorting that jizz
Uh, Uh, Uh
Fuck Santa Clause

Shit, Santa Clause, he be a trash bag
Pull up with his shit and i be in the durag
Fuck, Polar bear on that ass
You know I'ma snare on that ass, oh
Snort that shit out your butt hole
Cause I know you a crack hoe, oh
Yeah, make me nut and i go
With the Bobby Tarantino, uh huh
I made a Logic reference fuck you
Ahahhahahahaha

I wanted to get a PlayStation 5
But i didn't get shit, i got almost died
Fuck didn't make no sense shit
I'ma flip my shit bend over bitch
God damn got that deodorant
Cause you smell kinda stanky
Give em that shit stanky leg, uh stanky leg, uh, stanky leg, uh
5 dollar, 10 dollar, 20 dollar, yuh
Got them racks over here
Fucking on a bitch while you sus
Like a sussy baka
Drinking out water bottles
And get your dehydrated looking ass away from me
And fuck Santa Clause

I want that motherfucking PlayStation 5, please
I do anything for that shit, I'm gonna
I'ma slurp on that shit
Like that gawk gawk
I'd give the gawk gawk for that shit



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Writer(s): Caden Cowles
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