Odd Future, EarlWolf, Hodgy - Fuck This Christmas lyrics
[Odd Future, EarlWolf, Hodgy - Fuck This Christmas lyrics]
Welcome to my home, the place that I hate
The place that I love, the Planet of the Apes
The place that I loathe, the boy minus father
Equals boy minus heart, always testing mama
Mic sessions thrash, life lessons trashed
Nights get cold as the knife that I grab
Zoom to your wife room take
Her life with a stab sure her ass look nice
It'd look nicer in a bag
And slung over shoulder, village slum soldier
Bayonet bloods when my cup runneth over
With sith lord dark side of the force
In the trunk of a Porsche
Tryna butt fuck Yoda
Shotgun, drop T, Earl flow shogun
Jabbing with a pen while you
Faggots getting toes done
Hold up, I was four going on grown up
So before you niggas tell me I'm
Nuts, you better grow some, faggot
Fuck this Christmas
Fuck this Christmas (Nigga fuck Santa Claus)
Fuck this Christmas
Ain't nothing for you (Ain't no gift for you)
Crazy mothafuckas in the North
Pole causing ruckus
And the punk nut-crackers couldn't cuff us
How I fuck her
It was quiet how I stepped in
I crept in with my cock out
Now she's having make-out sessions
With my weapons drunk a fifth of eggnog
Stole Santa's reindeer
Joy-rode the North Pole
Steering is a bitch so
I hopped out and ask some
Jasper elves for some info
Where I can burn some Christmas trees
With large amounts of thick snow
I've been acting naughty problem
Child in attendance
John Ritter said he taught me
How to mothafuck a Christmas
Dismissing all the wanting and
The presents are forsaken
See if you're the gift from God then
I'm the Christmas wrap from Satan
You, bitch you can't get nothing
No more, no more presents
No more cranberry sauce
Bitch you can't get nothing no more
No more fleeces for your caprices and shit
Bitch give me my mothafuckin' presents back
Ain't none for you alright for real
You gon' have to give me
My fucking presents back
Cause those are for my
Grandma, yeah that thong
That was for my grandma
Give me my presents back, give me my gifts
The place that I love, the Planet of the Apes
The place that I loathe, the boy minus father
Equals boy minus heart, always testing mama
Mic sessions thrash, life lessons trashed
Nights get cold as the knife that I grab
Zoom to your wife room take
Her life with a stab sure her ass look nice
It'd look nicer in a bag
And slung over shoulder, village slum soldier
Bayonet bloods when my cup runneth over
With sith lord dark side of the force
In the trunk of a Porsche
Tryna butt fuck Yoda
Shotgun, drop T, Earl flow shogun
Jabbing with a pen while you
Faggots getting toes done
Hold up, I was four going on grown up
So before you niggas tell me I'm
Nuts, you better grow some, faggot
Fuck this Christmas
Fuck this Christmas (Nigga fuck Santa Claus)
Fuck this Christmas
Ain't nothing for you (Ain't no gift for you)
Crazy mothafuckas in the North
Pole causing ruckus
And the punk nut-crackers couldn't cuff us
How I fuck her
It was quiet how I stepped in
I crept in with my cock out
Now she's having make-out sessions
With my weapons drunk a fifth of eggnog
Stole Santa's reindeer
Joy-rode the North Pole
Steering is a bitch so
I hopped out and ask some
Jasper elves for some info
Where I can burn some Christmas trees
With large amounts of thick snow
I've been acting naughty problem
Child in attendance
John Ritter said he taught me
How to mothafuck a Christmas
Dismissing all the wanting and
The presents are forsaken
See if you're the gift from God then
I'm the Christmas wrap from Satan
You, bitch you can't get nothing
No more, no more presents
No more cranberry sauce
Bitch you can't get nothing no more
No more fleeces for your caprices and shit
Bitch give me my mothafuckin' presents back
Ain't none for you alright for real
You gon' have to give me
My fucking presents back
Cause those are for my
Grandma, yeah that thong
That was for my grandma
Give me my presents back, give me my gifts