Christmas Dime
Happy Christmas, Thomas
Happy Christmas, Espen
Happy Christmas, Dylan
Um uh, happy Christmas guys
It's finally Christmas time
It's so cold I'll come inside
Nice and cozy, go for a ride
On my sleigh all through the night
Me and my Christmas dime
And you know I'm her Christmas guy
Under the lights, she looks so fine
It's finally Christmas time
And I know you got a man, Saint Nick
And I bet you tired of the same dick
But I got you a brand new gift
Open it up if you wish, uh
And she grab on my chestnuts (chestnuts)
And she show me the breast nuts (the what?)
I said those are the best nuts (uh huh)
Man, I gotta rest nuts (uh)
This Christmas I got a couple wishes
If I go down there, can't smell like fishes (ugh)
And she gimme that fruit cake
As long as she can make it shake
Mistletoe kisses, she stay on my mind
Open the present and what do I find?
It's my Christmas Carol, she love my yule log
And when we finish, she drink my eggnog
And you know that I'm so amazed
She let me hit it on all 12 days
She took my credit card and she can stay swiping
Long as she lets this piper stay piping
I got beef with Kris Kringle
Treat Miss Claus like she single
She wanna kick it like Bruce Lee
So she hop on my spruce tree
I'm a little bit worried
Cause she in a hurry
And I might come early
Like Christmas
That girl on my wishlist
Don't want no other bitches
I'm running a train like Polar Express
She yelling my name, it's time to impress
It's only a matter of time before that
'Hey, when can I see you again?' text
It's finally Christmas time
It's so cold I'll come inside
Nice and cozy, go for a ride
On my sleigh all through the night
Me and my Christmas dime
And you know I'm her Christmas guy
Under the lights, she looks so fine
It's finally Christmas time
Some dudes wanna Netflix and chill
I just wanna Hallmark and fuck
Let's skip all the foreplay baby
And we can make Santa a cuck
She like the decor in my front yard
Open her up like a Christmas card
Say 'yipikayay,' shoutout Diehard
Sending her husband all my regards
My girl is so great, she treats me so well
She's jolly and holly, was my first noel
Love going down to jingle her bells
My Secret Santa how my fingers smell
Smell my jimmy
I'm coming down her chimney
It's not tiny, like Timmy
That's just what I call my willy
Sitting by a tree is boring
I deck her halls with my balls of glory (glory)
Orally, I gave her a speech (speech)
I sniff the stocking after it left her feet, uh (sniff)
Like gifts, I deliver it
She bakes that gingerbread
Gives top? That's ginger head
Grabs on like an ornament
Listen, I don't want no shit for Christmas
I just wanna do Santa's mistress
Wait, I don't want no shit for Christmas
I just wanna do Santa's mistress
Hold up, I don't want no shit for Christmas
I just wanna do Santa's mistress
We don't want no shit for Christmas
We just wanna do Santa's mistress
It's finally Christmas time
It's so cold I'll come inside
Nice and cozy, go for a ride
On my sleigh all through the night
Me and my Christmas dime
And you know I'm her Christmas guy
Under the lights she looks so fine
It's finally Christmas time
(Please leave a message after the tone)
Uh, hey Mr. C
Uh, just wanted to let you know that Mrs. C
She won't be coming home tonight, uh
Cause she's with me so, um
Good luck with Christmas and, uh
Wish me luck here
Bye
Happy Christmas, Espen
Happy Christmas, Dylan
Um uh, happy Christmas guys
It's finally Christmas time
It's so cold I'll come inside
Nice and cozy, go for a ride
On my sleigh all through the night
Me and my Christmas dime
And you know I'm her Christmas guy
Under the lights, she looks so fine
It's finally Christmas time
And I know you got a man, Saint Nick
And I bet you tired of the same dick
But I got you a brand new gift
Open it up if you wish, uh
And she grab on my chestnuts (chestnuts)
And she show me the breast nuts (the what?)
I said those are the best nuts (uh huh)
Man, I gotta rest nuts (uh)
This Christmas I got a couple wishes
If I go down there, can't smell like fishes (ugh)
And she gimme that fruit cake
As long as she can make it shake
Mistletoe kisses, she stay on my mind
Open the present and what do I find?
It's my Christmas Carol, she love my yule log
And when we finish, she drink my eggnog
And you know that I'm so amazed
She let me hit it on all 12 days
She took my credit card and she can stay swiping
Long as she lets this piper stay piping
I got beef with Kris Kringle
Treat Miss Claus like she single
She wanna kick it like Bruce Lee
So she hop on my spruce tree
I'm a little bit worried
Cause she in a hurry
And I might come early
Like Christmas
That girl on my wishlist
Don't want no other bitches
I'm running a train like Polar Express
She yelling my name, it's time to impress
It's only a matter of time before that
'Hey, when can I see you again?' text
It's finally Christmas time
It's so cold I'll come inside
Nice and cozy, go for a ride
On my sleigh all through the night
Me and my Christmas dime
And you know I'm her Christmas guy
Under the lights, she looks so fine
It's finally Christmas time
Some dudes wanna Netflix and chill
I just wanna Hallmark and fuck
Let's skip all the foreplay baby
And we can make Santa a cuck
She like the decor in my front yard
Open her up like a Christmas card
Say 'yipikayay,' shoutout Diehard
Sending her husband all my regards
My girl is so great, she treats me so well
She's jolly and holly, was my first noel
Love going down to jingle her bells
My Secret Santa how my fingers smell
Smell my jimmy
I'm coming down her chimney
It's not tiny, like Timmy
That's just what I call my willy
Sitting by a tree is boring
I deck her halls with my balls of glory (glory)
Orally, I gave her a speech (speech)
I sniff the stocking after it left her feet, uh (sniff)
Like gifts, I deliver it
She bakes that gingerbread
Gives top? That's ginger head
Grabs on like an ornament
Listen, I don't want no shit for Christmas
I just wanna do Santa's mistress
Wait, I don't want no shit for Christmas
I just wanna do Santa's mistress
Hold up, I don't want no shit for Christmas
I just wanna do Santa's mistress
We don't want no shit for Christmas
We just wanna do Santa's mistress
It's finally Christmas time
It's so cold I'll come inside
Nice and cozy, go for a ride
On my sleigh all through the night
Me and my Christmas dime
And you know I'm her Christmas guy
Under the lights she looks so fine
It's finally Christmas time
(Please leave a message after the tone)
Uh, hey Mr. C
Uh, just wanted to let you know that Mrs. C
She won't be coming home tonight, uh
Cause she's with me so, um
Good luck with Christmas and, uh
Wish me luck here
Bye
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