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khaotic – santa clause lyrics

[music video intro]
ho+ho+ho! merry b+tchmas!
hey, santa
hey
i want everything on my christmas list
i want the [?], i want a chanel bag, i want a tesla truck
i want a sugar daddy, who don’t want no sugar, ‘cause i’m tryin’ to pay my bills
i want a bottle of 1942, some red bottoms
you got me?

[intro]
boola
ho+ho+ho+ho
shidiggn, boola (boola)
b+tch got me feelin’ like, hm
(she got me feelin’ like)
yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
my b+tch got me feelin’ like santa claus (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
ho+ho+ho+ho (ho+ho+ho+ho)
ho+ho+ho+ho (ho+ho+ho, yeah)
my b+tch got me feelin’ like santa claus (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
ho+ho+ho+ho (ho+ho+ho+ho)
ho+ho+ho+ho (ho+ho+ho, yeah)
[verse 1]
all she wanna do is get gifts like it’s christmas
she think that she an art but the b+tch is a f+ll+tio
the p+ssy kinda good, i tried to f+ck and then ain’t leave her (d+mn)
i knew she was a ho, i should’ve never tried to keep her
ragless, maggot ass, dusty ass ho (ho)
p+ssy ass, maggot ass, musty ass ho (b+tch)
b+tt dragin’, tampax, p+ssy ass ho (stinky)
i’ma cut my d+ck off, so i don’t f+ck you no mo’ (ow)
b+tches like first class flights to a place they never been, to have the time of they life
ho [?] get a man back home, treatin’ ‘em right
they’ll risk it all just to do some bald head hoe sh+t, and f+ck it up for life (for life)
i can’t keep f+ckin’ her, she f+ckin’ up my life (my life)
i’ve been that sad n+gga that sat there, f+ckin’ on your wife (your wife)
i might be traumatized, who think i’m wrong or right? (wrong or right)
i might be good and n+gga i’m prolly out my mind (i’m out my mind)
f+ckin’ with these b+tches, they’ll have you off of your grind (off your grind)
i see sh+t like that there just happen all the time (all the time)
i see sh+t like that there just happen all the time (all the ti+i+i+i+i+i+ime)

[chorus]
my b+tch got me feelin’ like santa claus (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
ho+ho+ho+ho (ho+ho+ho+o)
ho+ho+ho+ho (ho+ho+ho+o, yeah)
my b+tch got me feelin’ like santa claus (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
ho+ho+ho+ho (ho+ho+ho+ho)
ho+ho+ho+ho (ho+ho+o+o)
[verse 2]
i got a cold+hearted b+tch that ho act like she a reptile
her baby daddy left, i treat her kid like a step+child (yeah)
i was looking dumb every time that we stepped out (why?)
‘cause she done f+cked every n+gga we seen, when we stepped out (d+mn)
you ugly and your breath stink
your credit all f+cked up, your p+ssy smell like a fish tank
you done lost your edges, your wig sittin’ this way, your head sittin’ that way
you look like a ho that used to be on backpage (b+tch)
every time i wake up to you it be a sad day (a sad day)
every time i wake up to you i have a bad day (a bad day)
one time i f+cked you up, thought it was my last day (my last day)
thank god, the doctor told me, that i’ll be okay

[chorus]
my b+tch got me feelin’ like santa claus (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
ho+ho+ho+ho (ho+ho+ho+ho)
ho+ho+ho+ho (ho+ho+ho+o+o, yeah)
my b+tch got me feelin’ like santa claus (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
ho+ho+ho+ho (ho+ho+ho+ho)
ho+ho+ho+ho (ho+ho+ho+o+o+o)

[outro]
ho+o+o (oh), ho+o+o (oh)
ho+o+o+o+o+o+o

- khaotic lyrics

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