Testo Merry Mutha****** Xmas - Eazy-E
Testo della canzone Merry Mutha****** Xmas (Eazy-E), tratta dall'album Eazy-Duz- It/5150 Home 4 Tha Sick (World) [Explicit]
Come on over, honey
And give your uncle Dolemite a kiss
Well, what you want, baby?
Would you tell me a story?
You want me to tell you a story?
Hell yeah!
Me too!
Yes honey, I'mma tell you a story
About the badass Eazy-E
He was drinking whisky and gin at the age of three
Listen and listen well
He's a bad muthafu-
Gimmie that god damn book!
Here, let me read you this one
Christmas in Compton
It was a silent night, yes, a holy night
Until Mr. Claus turned into Santa muthafuckin' Wright
Deck the halls with balls of holly
Fa la la la la la la la la
Tis the season to be jolly...
Merry Christmas, motherfucker!
Merry muthafuckin' Christmas and a ho ho ho!
While I'm riding that cot under the mistletoe
Now dashing through the snow
In a candy red top 6-4 (hittin' them switches)
Over the hills I go
Laughing at this ho
Nuts on her chin ring
Making me feel right
Oh what fun it is to know
That I'm gonna get this pussy tonight
So ring them bells, ring them bells
She's taking it all the way
Oh what fun it is to watch her suck my dick this way, hey
Ring them bells, ring them bells
She's taking it all the way
Oh what fun it is to nut while she's sucking my dick
Oh yay!
This is the season to get bitten
Compton crime lick and I'm smoking on this shit
Ho ho ho, come sit on my face - I mean lap
And tell me what you want for Christmas, ho ho
I want a sleigh ride
A Christmas Eve stick of rum
She said I slide down the chimney and I'm gonna cum
A VCR on the set with nothing but porno flicks
Get some Rudolph the red nose reindeer
Getcha that gum like a everlastin' gobstoper
Give me a hump for his cock will be the party poppa
I dig a ho, crack a dough by the nuts oh
I want to be having a good time fuckin' in tha snow
I made him drop to his knees
Yeah you know what's up
I said here's some candy canes eat'em up
I send him down, they jumping down, swinging by my toes
Send me some cheese, I want the candy cream and the loot
I want Santa to send me a little jack horny guy
I want him to shake me?
So all on the hunt, bon appetit
And a condom in a tree
All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth
My two front teeth, my two front teeth
All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth
Yo wheres ya rhyme tell me Buckwheat
Buckwheat is a wascal
That's no Christmas
And all the toys, boys and girls
Fuck ya wishes
I not happy, overjoyed in this muthafucka
No indo under my tree so Santa be a sucka
No shit on the roof, cough up Rudolph's nuts
When I was young I was the only kid
Who had enough guts to be
Good ole hearing on the East
I'd stay awake just to let America know
That Santa was a fake
I used to believe in Saint Dick when Elvis was alive
But all the fucking bullshit got played when I was five
Years old, just stay young, bold writing
Singing "Silent Night", caroling, reciting
Now all I want for Christmas is my indo wreath
I got my two front teeth
Uncle Eazy be the jeezy and just spread me a leaf
Little kids, don't cry
When you find out the Santa Claus is just a fucking lie
On the third day of Christmas, my homeboys gave to me
Three pounds of indo
Two birds of cocaine
And a A muthafuckin' K, bitch
Eazy-E oh Eazy-E
Show us how you treat those bitches
I saw mommy fucking Eazy Claus
Close the door, little bitch
I'm getting these draws
I'm a tell my daddy if ya ass don't stop
I don't give a fuck
I'm getting Christmas cot
Ho ho ho and away I go
Oh Saint Nick's got a dick like a pole
Well where's our shit?
This motherfucker's cheap
Shut the fuck up, bitches
And go back to sleep
Yo black, what you want for Christmas?
(Yo black, I want a job)
For my Christmas, all the fucked up people
Want some corn-on-the-cob
A Jew will eat some matzoh ball soup, but a nigga'll eat some
Chitlins, watermelon, corn bread and some Fruit Loops
Now who's caroling in my window
Smokin' up indo
Mechalecha hi, make a high note
Get out my fucking yard with your camel
You wanna get busy and Santa like a-
I am a rhymer
The Atban Klann will make shit slam, it's Christmas time
The Simple Simon Christmas make me jam jam jam
Yo black, what you want for Christmas?
Yo black, I want some cash
So I can buy some indo, chronic and some hash
Yo, here comes the Atban Klann rough and rugged
A rump pa bum bum
A rump pa bum bum
Merry Muthafuckin' Christmas
Merry Muthafuckin' Christmas
Merry Muthafuckin' Christmas
And have a fucked up new year
Merry Muthafuckin' Christmas
Merry Muthafuckin' Christmas
Merry Muthafuckin' Christmas
And have a fucked up new year
Merry Muthafuckin' Christmas
Merry Muthafuckin' Christmas
Merry Muthafuckin' Christmas
And have a fucked up new year
Merry Muthafuckin' Christmas
Merry Muthafuckin' Christmas
Merry Muthafuckin' Christmas
And have a fucked up new year
Merry Muthafuckin' Christmas
Merry Muthafuckin' Christmas
Merry Muthafuckin' Christmas
And have a fucked up new year
You Bitch!
And they all went to prison
And lived fucked up lives ever after
The end
Credits
Writer(s): Henrik Milling Rasmussen, Rasmus Berg, Nicholas Kvaran, Jesper Dahl, Lasse Bavngaard, William Adams, Eric Wright, Tanesha L. Hudson, Makeba Fields, Rassan Jackson
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