[Verse One]
Outta all the places to rob you chose the worst spot
You just walked in to Santa's little workshop
You're lucky you don't go home with a burnt co*k
Spilling hot cocoa all over your shirt top
Oh you think your tough wit' your f**in' bandanna?
Well say hello to bad Santa with his hand camera
I got you n***a's on tape where's your damn manners?
It's ironic cause i just got a damn hammer
But I ain't finna blast wit' it, I'm that twisted
I'll make cookies outta your a**, black Christmas
Get hung out the dryer with the catfishes with ya cap missing yeah you fell into a trap b**hes
Last year, I broke into a kids house
Stole his sh**, broke his GameCube and dipped out
Got the local news calling me the Grinch now
When they know I'm still on the loose shutting sh** down
[Interlude - Extract from Eartha Kitt, Santa Baby]
Santa baby
A 54 convertible too, light blue
I'll wait up for you dear
Santa baby
So hurry down the chimney tonight
[Verse Two]
I'm a real sick f** this is not a phase
I like to k** a lot of gays on the holidays
And you two look like a couple of fudge packers
Well guess what mother f**er I'm the nut cracker
Keep resistin' and get ya sh** crushed faster
Ya f**in' balls will just turn into dust after
Whoever comes through my doorway I'm torturin'
Taking out organs for decorations and ornaments
Get ya body wrapped in a f**in' tourniquet
I'm takin' flock off a tree and I'm snorting it
I'm 'bout to open some presents be prepared to witness
Aww sh**, a new furry hat from Jarren Benton
A new knife from my boy King Mickey's dad
And a brand new chainsaw from Vinnie Paz
And that n***a didn't even have to give me gas
I'm finna cut a couple chunks out ya skinny a**
[Outro]
Santa baby
So hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry, Tonight