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keepaz of the krypt - mistletoe hoez lyrics

[chorus]
it’s a celebration at the christmas party
we’ll drink ’til we get drunk
then we’ll kiss on these mistletoe hoes
let’s all drink bacardi at the christmas party
we’ll drink ’til we get drunk
then we’ll d+ck down these mistletoe hoes

[verse 1]
vibing at the christmas party, everyone is having fun
drinkin’ beer, drinkin’ wine, drinkin’ vodka, drinkin’ rum
i met this little hottie, and she said she’s from the phillipines
bought her a shot and asked her if she wants to chill with me
wеnt out on the balcony and looked up at the stars
thеre wasn’t one single cloud in the sky, and we could see mars
she told me all of her hopes and all her dreams
but i’m just thinkin’ about how i’m gonna get in them jeans
i started spittin’ mad game, and she said she is a virgin
put my hand down her panties and started rubbin’, then she started squirtin’
i’m ’bout to take her home and give her a hurtin’
it’s either that or watch a j+panese p+rno movie and start jerkin’
before that, we’re ’bout to have some more drinks
and talk about a lot of other useless interesting things
somebody called us a cab, i guess it’s time for us to go
because we’re totally blown, kissing underneath the mistletoe
[chorus]
it’s a celebration at the christmas party
we’ll drink ’til we get drunk
then we’ll kiss on these mistletoe hoes
let’s all drink bacardi at the christmas party
we’ll drink ’til we get drunk
then we’ll d+ck down these mistletoe hoes

[verse 2]
yo, money equals happiness, and b+tches ain’t sh+t
don’t give a f+ck about the round ass or the cold witch’s tit
acting like their p+ssies made of gold or some sh+t
i’d rather whack my d+ck off than be controlled by a b+tch
p+ssy whipped motherf+ckers tend to get a little mushy
over nothing but a life support system for a wet p+ssy
making diaries in their brain, heard everything you say
playing wack drama games if you dumb enough to play
how long will these hoing snow bunnies be down with me
how long ’til they all forget about me, check it out
what if i suddenly grew another limp d+ck
and named the little motherf+cker pimp reindeer rick
(what) and i double penetrated every time i f+cked
i’d have to waste a couple rubbers every time i bust a nut
please let me kiss you when we’re standing under mistletoe
and let me drizzle jizz up on your chin after you whistleblow
[chorus]
it’s a celebration at the christmas party
we’ll drink ’til we get drunk
then we’ll kiss on these mistletoe hoes
let’s all drink bacardi at the christmas party
we’ll drink ’til we get drunk
then we’ll d+ck down these mistletoe hoes

[verse 3]
i don’t know what she was thinkin’
it’s christmas eve, and i’m drinkin’
she’s standin’ under the mistletoe
she got a pink dress on, on her pinky toe
is a tattoo of a christmas tree
so i sucked her roast beef p+ssy
she said that i used my t++th too much
that she couldn’t even go and bust a nut
so she hit me on the head with a frying pan
i gotta get out of here, she’s crazy, man
she hit me in the back with a ninja star
then she burnt my flesh with a weak cigar
so now i’m tied up, yeah, it’s dominatrix
i really hate this
i guess this is how she celebrates the day of christ
when i get untied, i’ma take her life
she strapped this thing tight around my b+lls
and now my d+ck stands like it’s three foot tall
she smacked my face, then she bit my neck
and you wouldn’t believe what happened next
the fat motherf+cker named santa claus
he’s got red pubic hair and warts on his b+lls
he sat right on top of that crazy b+tch face
then she puked to death, i thought, “what a waste”
he untied my feet, he untied my hands
and he asked me, “lb, man to man
do you think you could keep this to yourself?”
and i told that b+tch to go f+ck himself
remember that year you only gave me coal
you can l!ck my assh0l+ and eat my b+lls
that’s the story of last christmas eve
it sucked (sick out)
[chorus]
it’s a celebration at the christmas party
we’ll drink ’til we get drunk
then we’ll kiss on these mistletoe hoes
let’s all drink bacardi at the christmas party
we’ll drink ’til we get drunk
then we’ll d+ck down these mistletoe hoes

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