Kunci: D minor
Verse 1
F
Toasties, toasties, toasties, toasties
Dm
Sleigh bells jingling, ring -ting -tingling
Am
Santa Claus, suck my balls
Dm
Am
Drunk as hell, ringing bells at the malls
Dm
D5
Am
Dancer, prancer, Dixon and Cupid
D
C
Ha ha ha, bah
Dm
Am
I sat around all night under the chimney
Dm
C
Am
Holding my sack like, gimme, gimme
Dm
I know that he's coming,
C
Dm
C
Lookin' up, nothin' but rust, dust
Dm
D5
C
Turn on my TV the very next day
Dm
Am
I see you gettin' paid, leadin' the parade
C
Dm
Am
I'm that sniper on the building
Dm
Listen to my nine -go click
Santa Claus is a bitch
Santa Claus the fat, bitch
Another year and I ain't get shit
Another year, I ain't get shit
If I hear him loud no more
I'll rule my undertaker
I'ma bust your ass in there too
Dm
D5
Am
Fuck that hoe, he nev er brought
Shaq shit
Dm
Am
No toys, candy canes, just a lump of coal
Dm
So I eat it, cause there ain't
Dm
Am
So I'll be quick, quick and brief
Dm
All's I need for Christmas
Am
C
is my two front teeth
Dm
Am
C
I got mine kicked, kicked out my mouth
Dm
I need a few new ones,
Am
could you help me out?
D5
Am
C
I guess it's all end of the stick
Dm
Gm
No kind of gift, I didn't get shit
Dm
Am
Dm
Some say I was bad, but that wasn't it
Am
It's all because Santa
was a fat bitch
Santa Claus is a fat bitch
Santa, fuck you, I've had my fun
Another year and I ain't get shit
G
Another year, I ain't get shit
Am
If I hear him loud, I'm out of
This is it, you're gone again
I'mma bust your ass in there too
Ha ha ha! Don't go that way,
Rudolph!
That's the ghetto!
Those boys and girls,
Am
they don't deserve any thing!
Dm
Am
C
Santa Claus, Santa Claus, where you been?
Dm
Am
C
I see you got cookies and milk on your chin.
Dm
D5
I guess you had time to col
Am
C
lect your ends.
for your rich friends.
G5
D5
But Rudolph,
Am
C
he don't really stay my way.
Dm
Am
Nothing but coal and dirt for Lil' J.
Dm
D5
I guess You couldn't fit
Am
C
down my chimney shaft
Dm
D5
You need to lose some
D5
Dm
All the little rich boys,
Dm
D5
Countin' the toys and the
Me?
Dm
D5
Am
I got a little half,
Dm
little chunk of dog shit
C
G
I'ma kill that fat bitch
Am
Santa Claus is a bad bitch
Too much Madonna
Another year and I ain't gettin' shit
Am
If I hear him loud no more
Santa's been to the big red coat
I'ma bust your ass in there too
D5
Twas the night before Christmas
Am
and everything's whack
Dm
D5
Am
Not a creature stirring, but a fucking rat
D5
I ain't hearing jingle bells,
Am
I ain't hearing nothing
D5
Ain't smelling no turkeys,
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G
sure as hell ain't no stuffing
D
D5
Am
All that I paid, wished and prayed
Dm
Am
And drop off soldiers and rubber balls
Dm
But I woke up and found
Am
some crusty old drawers
Dm
D5
Am
Yes, ship, I knew it, the shaft again
C
D
Dm
D
And again, and again, and again
Gm
D
Dm
Every year I wake up to the
Dm
D
Am
How's there be no sign of the fat bitch?
Santa Claus is a bitch
Am
Santa Claus the fat, bitch
Another year and I ain't get shit
G
Another year I ain't get shit
Am
If I hear him land on my room
Am
I'ma bust your ass in there too
D
C
Santa Claus is a fat,
D
Am
C
Santa Claus the fat, fat, fat
D
Am
C
Another year and I ain't get shit,
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Am
I ain't get shit
C
D
C
Am
D
If I hear him land on my roof,
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C
I'ma bust your
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D
Am
ass in there too you
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