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tuberculosis twins - i saw mommy sucking santa claus كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
a family of four found shot to death inside their rio rancho home on christmas day
there was a gun found underneath his body

[break: mc lunshabul]
fat, fat, fat, fat
fat, fat, fat, fat
fat, fat, fat, fat
fat, fat, fat, fat

[verse: mc lunshabul]
i saw mommy sucking santa claus in the strip club
he was in the back room getting his d_ck sucked
i know his broke ass ain’t even paid them big bucks
so why it ain’t me getting to be up in that dump truck?
i guess that you could call it some dumb luck
that santa’s in the club, and i be eating my own cum
how the fat b_tch even fit in them cheeks?
had to cut the booty off just to stuff in the meat
now i’m stuck in the crib, heart broken
i’ve been sucking on them titties since before i first spoke
now it’s his turn, that stupid sеventeen_ton b_tch
i should spank him in the ass until he can’t еven sit
yeah, that’s right, b_tch
i hate you so much
i should k!ll your ass and eat your brain for lunch, wh0re
ain’t no reason you should be with my mom
turn that b_tch to david blaine, the way the d_ck is all gone
[bridge: lil’ tizm]
f_ckin’ fat b_tch, f_cked on my momma
i f_ckin’ hate you
f_ck you and f_ck christmas, b_tch

[verse: lil’ tizm]
mrs. claus on my cl_t, ’cause she really want it
i’ll fight with santa, you can tell that n_gga run it
he won’t fight me, he a p_ssy ass hoe
i’ll take his wife and kiss her under the mistletoe
i’m stealing elves, yeah, i’ll take his f_ckin’ kids
i’m taking rudolph too, ’cause the rest are f_ckin’ mid
i’m in the north pole, i’ll buy his f_ckin’ crib
and then i’ll let krampus hit, that n_gga called dibs
i’m flying too close to the sun like i’m icarus
i’ll take your b_tch shopping and i won’t be frivolous
mrs. claus and krampus, i’m acting polygamous
i don’t give a f_ck, i’ll take a sh_t on st. nicholas
i tried to smash, now my d_ck burns like a yule log
i’m on my knees slurping her juice like it’s eggnog
i’m in and out her holes like a f_ckin’ groundhog
she peter griffin on my lois, ’til i quahog

[outro]
i don’t remember any stories of santa needing a sledgehammer
the suspect was confused as to why an elf was pulling a gun on him

- tuberculosis twins

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