CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Musty Christmas
Crazy mothaf**ka in the north pole causing ruckus
Too much eggnog, I'm throwing up in buckets
Mrs. Claus got a muffin in the oven
Ima punch her in the stomach
Too fast for them nut crackers, couldn't cuff him
And by him, I mean me
What the f**k do you mean?
Your little kid waking up to a stocking full of my pee
Dumb b*t*h, you can't get nothing from me
No presents, No cranberry sauce, No tree
Kirk Cameron can eat my two pieces of coal that's in my pants
Just bit a piece of the gingerbread man
He better shut the f**k up, so I can dance
To Mariah Carey, getting pretty scary
The stench of merry Mary is getting very heavy
I'm drunk driving, no license on Santa's sleigh
You better get up out of my way
Or you ain't gonna be here for the 25th day
I'm burning up the snow until it's turning grey
Rudolph in the closet f**king Prancer, them n***as gay
Frosty's throwing up, he's f**king drunk
He only took one shot, that f**king punk
Stumbled in the fireplace, now he's f**king f**ked
And Jack Frost got jacked off by Mrs. Claus
Cut her head, now her top off with her top off
Grab her head, now I'm topped off
Who got the kind of heart to do this?
It's me b*t*h
Worser than the Grinch
Don't give a sh*t
I am The Lich
I'm in your head like Finn and sh*t
I'm all alone for the holidays so I just want somebody to pay me attention
So I'm being reckless
Don't take it as desperate
I'm not f**king helpless
I'm too f**king icy, I'm throwing up breath mints
I don't got one, I got triple hoes
Got all this white sh*t up in my nose
And it ain't the sh*t from the sky
I'm doing blow
Now eat my yellow snow
Dumb b*t*h
Too much eggnog, I'm throwing up in buckets
Mrs. Claus got a muffin in the oven
Ima punch her in the stomach
Too fast for them nut crackers, couldn't cuff him
And by him, I mean me
What the f**k do you mean?
Your little kid waking up to a stocking full of my pee
Dumb b*t*h, you can't get nothing from me
No presents, No cranberry sauce, No tree
Kirk Cameron can eat my two pieces of coal that's in my pants
Just bit a piece of the gingerbread man
He better shut the f**k up, so I can dance
To Mariah Carey, getting pretty scary
The stench of merry Mary is getting very heavy
I'm drunk driving, no license on Santa's sleigh
You better get up out of my way
Or you ain't gonna be here for the 25th day
I'm burning up the snow until it's turning grey
Rudolph in the closet f**king Prancer, them n***as gay
Frosty's throwing up, he's f**king drunk
He only took one shot, that f**king punk
Stumbled in the fireplace, now he's f**king f**ked
And Jack Frost got jacked off by Mrs. Claus
Cut her head, now her top off with her top off
Grab her head, now I'm topped off
Who got the kind of heart to do this?
It's me b*t*h
Worser than the Grinch
Don't give a sh*t
I am The Lich
I'm in your head like Finn and sh*t
I'm all alone for the holidays so I just want somebody to pay me attention
So I'm being reckless
Don't take it as desperate
I'm not f**king helpless
I'm too f**king icy, I'm throwing up breath mints
I don't got one, I got triple hoes
Got all this white sh*t up in my nose
And it ain't the sh*t from the sky
I'm doing blow
Now eat my yellow snow
Dumb b*t*h
