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[intro: don profit]
sh_t
is it december 23rd again?
ah man
can’t believe it’s that time of year
oh well

[verse 1: don profit]
sometime the holiday season make me sick
let me tell you a little something about your boy saint nick (let me tell ya)
i know it all look beautiful, the glamour and glitz
on the real yall, santa got some beef in this b_tch
don’t n0body know how much it costs to feed reindeer
i lost fifty acres of land to global warming this year (sh_t)
d_mned elves went on strike and tryna organize a union
top of all that, me and the misses ain’t doin in
and all i get to hear about is, “can i have?”
then you give ’em what the want, people still be mad!
the f_ck you want me to do? i got a worldwide flight
on two different hemispheres in the same night!
i’m haulin’ ’round gifts and spreadin’ the good cheer
i know you can’t wait for santa to get there
and all i’m really tryna say_ cut me some slack
before you find something in your stocking dirty and black! (man)

[chorus: encyclopedia brown & don profit]
f_ck you santa (ayy)
f_ck you kid
f_ck you santa (ayy)
f_ck you kid ([tss])
f_ck you santa (ayy)
f_ck you kid
f_ck you
f_ck you
f_ck you
f_ck you
f_ck you santa (ayy)
f_ck you kid (man)
f_ck you santa (ayy)
f_ck you kid ([pss])
f_ck you santa
f_ck you kid
f_ck you
f_ck you
f_ck you
f_ck you
[verse 3: don profit & encyclopedia brown]
haha, got a thermos full of eggnog spiked with amaretto
yall know big santa goin straight to the ghetto
i slide down the chimney and what do i see?
but a nosy little muf_cka lookin at me (this muf_cka right here)(d_mn)
why don’t your fat ass try usin’ the door next time?
who the h_ll you think is sleep at a quarter to nine?
and if you ain’t got a pair of jordans or a playstation (yeah, uh)
you gunna get a mouth shot with no hesitation (yeah, uh) (mhmm, mhmm)
see that’s the sh_t there that keep ya ass from the list (whatever)
you lucky i even showed up to give you sh_t (man, f_ck you)
you little pants draggin’ snot nose wanna cut class (yeah, uh) (and?)
good grades get good gifts, get it? stupid ass (yeah, uh)
ayy you can kiss my ass i bet i’m smarter then you
you probably f_cked a reindeer or an elf or two
you need to drop that sleigh and run a couple of laps (yeah, uh)
’cause you a big mac short of a cardiac (yeah, uh)
you know, you should show some more respect before your almost dead
i’m the reason why this time of year your mom so sad
let me hit you with a factoid you did not know (yeah, uh)
oh she’s seen my north pole, she a ho_ho_ho (yeah, uh)
ayy manjo, on everything you better k!ll that trash
just because you santa don’t mean i won’t beat your ass
you ain’t getting’ no p_ssy with them old ass b_lls (yeah, uh)
i wish i would catch my momma kissin’ santa clause (yeah, uh) (sh_t)
well it happened
yeah i doubt it
what you mad? talk about it
man f_ck that, whatever’s in your bag, you leavin’ here without it
h_ll no, what you thought, you was finna punk santa? (yeah, uh) (pretty much)
i suggest you back up, in a real smooth manner (yeah, uh)
yeah right, whatever, santa, i’ll call the police
and tell them you tried to kidnap me in my sleep (hey)
woah, woah, listen, real talk, santa’s still on probation (yeah, uh) (thought so)
and i got to be careful with this whole demonstration (yeah, uh) (right)
so you can have the bag, everything in it
you already put me behind eleven minutes (i don’t give a f_ck)
and ima just leave ’cause it’s time to take flight (yeah, uh)
enjoy your christmas gifts buddy, goodnight (yeah, uh)
aight then, for sure, santa, i appreciate this
i guess in the end you ain’t that much of a b_tch
but man, wouldn’t you know it when i open my gifts (yeah, uh) (sh_t)
it’s a bunch of boxes full of reindeer sh_t (yeah, uh) (this f_ckin’ sh_t man)
[chorus: encyclopedia brown & don profit]
f_ck you santa
f_ck you kid
f_ck you santa
f_ck you kid
f_ck you santa
haha f_ck you kid (yeah, uh)
f_ck you
f_ck you
f_ck you (yeah, uh)
f_ck you
f_ck you santa
f_ck you kid (man)
f_ck you santa
f_ck you kid
f_ck you santa
haha f_ck you kid (yeah, uh)
f_ck you
f_ck you
f_ck you (yeah, uh)
f_ck you

[outro: encyclopedia brown & don profit]
this f_ckin’ b_tch!
motherf_cka thought he was finna pull a fast one on santa and sh_t
don’t know i know christmas magic in this motherf_cka man (yeah, uh)
you can’t rob santa baby, i do this
i ain’t new to this, i’m true to this
christmas og n_gga, recognize (yeah, uh)
santa, over and out (yeah, uh)
(yeah, uh)
(yeah, uh)

- encyclopedia brown

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