Hatchet House

It's Christmas!
Have a jolly one!
Hanukkah! Kwanzaa!
Get fucked up with your people!
Bitch! Holidays!
Santa Claus shoving his fat ass down your chimney!
Woo!

In the hatchet house, it's the holiday season again
A time for love and revenge
No heat in the home, a snowman is in the living room
Melting away from all the weed that I'm hitting
2 Dope is right here, gorilla pimping the hoes
Got my pants around my ankles butt naked under mistletoe
Who wanna kiss my holly berry?
Sipping that nog with gin and cherry
I'm dressed in all green like a Christmas wreath
With the red trim tie and matching laces and the sneaks
And I just peeped Santa sipping Blaze's eggnog
He tried to tittyfuck my sister while she's wearing a bra
We got that eviction notice on our door, we out caroling
Trying to pay the bills, they come barreling in
We jump up and blow they mouth out
Can't stop this family love at the hatchet house

Happy holidays is easy to say
When there's no hills of bills stacked all in your way, it's okay
We riding, we smoking, we choking 'round, provoking (It's okay)
We drinking and thinking how I'm glad that we're broken (It's okay)

In the hatchet house, Rudolph's got a gang of hoes
Bouncing they big titties all over his red nose
We don't sip cocoa in our footies, we wear hoodies
And rob little kiddies of they goodies
It's Christmas eve, I slide a machete out my sleeve
And cut up everything, bring them [?] before I leave
Decorating a tree but I had to pause
I seen Madrox finger banging Miss Claus
It's on like turkey leg and cranberry cause
With the black candles, fine china 'cause we trying to floss
I'm celebrating the holidays with twinkle lights
And meanwhile, I think Santa Claus is a pedophile
I'm under mistletoe giving mustache rides
In a pair of tight skids with my dick outlined
Everybody gather 'round, it's all love, no doubt
'Cause we cracking city gin in the hatchet house

Happy holidays is easy to say
When there's no hills of bills stacked all in your way, it's okay
We riding, we smoking, we choking 'round, provoking (It's okay)
We drinking and thinking how I'm glad that we're broken (It's okay)

Jack Frost doing piggy bumps [?] all up in his nose
Doing nummies on his gummies, got his whole face froze
Candy cane condom, she got leather and lace
I'm stuffing gingerbread cookies in her wicked-ass face
She's my holiday date, to the Christmas party
Got a rhinestone iPad singing' la-dickda-di
Ah shit, my pants ripped, my ball fell out
And it looks like a Christmas bulb without a doubt
I got them gingerbread wraps for that sugarplum kush
[?] the push and candy canes for your bush
It's Christmas time in the murder one city
Let me hang Christmas lights off your titties
Got an elf passed out in a puddle of piss
That's one more thing checked off my wish list
Now you done heard the Christmas stories and know what we all about
From behind the frosty windows of the hatchet house

Happy holidays is easy to say
When there's no hills of bills stacked all in your way, it's okay
We riding, we smoking, we choking 'round, provoking (It's okay)
We drinking and thinking how I'm glad that we're broken (It's okay)

We riding, we smoking, we choking 'round, provoking
We drinking and thinking how I'm glad that we're broken (It's okay)
(Happy holidays) We riding, we smoking, we choking 'round, provoking
We drinking and thinking how I'm glad that we're broken

(Christmas) Happy holidays is easy to say
When there's no hills of bills stacked all in your way, it's okay
(My shank) We riding, we smoking
We choking 'round, provoking (It's okay)
We drinking and thinking (In Canada, it's [?])
How I'm glad that we're broken (Woo hoo)
Happy holidays is easy to say (It's Christmas)
When there's no hills of bills stacked all in your way
It's okay [?]
We riding, we smoking
We choking 'round, provoking (It's okay) (Holidays)
We drinking and thinking
How I'm glad that we're broken (Fruitcake) (It's okay)