Was the night before Christmas
The lights was really flicky
The children running around sleepless
Doing the greasy chicken
Santa slid down the chimney with his dick in hand
Screaming " get out them drugs fast as you can"
A nose full of cocaine
And a pipe full of weed
And 100 pounds of marijuana with that sack on back
Mama said "get out them red pants Santa
I'm going down on you tonight
I'm giving you your Christmas present
Hot juicy wet and tight"
Santa was happy when Christmas came around
Cause he could get away
He knew a big secret, Miss Santa was gay
Everybody waited by the chimney in the mass
They wanted to see who gonna fuck Santa in his ass
Ho mister Santa claus I don't wanna be you
Ho ho mister Santa Claus I don't wanna be you
Just look at all the shit
The folks take you through
Gang members trying to trick you for your toys
Girls fucking men, men fucking boys
Leaving notes in my socks
Nikes, adidas, new balance, and rocks
Hey mister Santa, I'm glad I ain't you
Just look at all the shit
The folks take you through
If you've had enough pussy
And you want some head
Second room on the left, I'll be in my bed
Ho mister Santa I now what you gonna do
Just look at all the problems
The folks are taking you through
From the North Pole to the South Pole
That ain't a bad run
If you get afraid of heights
You can have a little fun
All the bitches waiting
With there legs open wide
Head neck, trying to hitchhike a ride
Poor, poor Santa
I don't wanna be you
Listen dicks so
Finish in misery
Shout "your all fucked up"
But your showing what we need
Hey Santa, I don't care I do t wanna be you
Just look at all the shit, the folks taking you through
Merry Christmas to all, and good night