Sean Price - How Sean Price Stole Christmas lyrics

[Verse 1] f** Christmas, f** this sh** Stick my dick in a box, f** this gift You sleeping, that's the cousin of d**h I take every gift under the tree 'til it ain't none left I'm a mean one, call me Mr.Grinch Unwashed socks, the Glock make n***as flinch Thief by night that'll f** up your day Wash my nuts with your toothbrush you have it on display I don't give a sh**, I ain't getting sh** I hate spitting this plus I hate St.Nicholas You wake up while I'm taking your sh** That's when I smack blood out your little innocent b**h Candy cane, ain't no 'caine in the candy Just some sugary bullsh**, the tree look fancy f** you and your Christmas tree I'm the Grinch, you call me P Motherf**ers! [Hook] You're a foul one You're a nasty Mr.Grinch [Verse 2] Was the night before Christmas, and all through the P's Was a motherf**ing thief and his name was P He still sell d** and occasionally shoot sh** Don't ho ho ho's, but he stay in some new kicks I'll be back with Easter, I like to choke rabbits But now I'm with Rudolph, he got a coke habit Better believe P wordplay Almost feel guilty cause it's Jesus' birthday P! [Hook]