Christmas In Hollywood Lyrics by Hollywood Undead
Hollywood Undead Lyrics
Christmas In Hollywood Lyrics
[Funnyman as Santa Claus]
[Tha Producer and Charlie Scene]
It's Christmas in Hollywood
Santa's back up in the hood
So meet me under the mistletoe let's f*ck
It's Hanukah in Inglewood
the dreidel's spinning in the hood
so meet me by the menorah, let's get drunk
[Charlie Scene and J-dog]
J J J Just a little story about last Christmas
About some bad kids who were full of wishes
We gave some gifts and then we gave some loving
The weird kind of love that you give to your cousin
Little Timmy stole from 7-11
So we stopped by his house with a pair of sevens
We drank in his room with some dude named Kevin
But there was still some bad kids who deserved some presents
Zack got caught with a bottle of jack
So we slipped down his chimney with an 18 pack
He didn't leave cookies but we needed a snack
So we took the beer back and I F*CKED HIM IN THE ASS!!!
It's Charlie Scene got egg nog in my flask
The holidays are back and all my presents are wrapped
Like oh my god is that saint nick
Kids give me your list like it's the 25th
Been accused of being a bad kid
But I get presents as is
Cause Mrs. Clause just Myspaced me
I blew off a date on Christmas eve.
So I don't give a f*ck if your naughty or nice
You might still get a Rolly and a game device
So write your list and never have no fear
Have a Hollywood Christmas and an Undead new year!!!!
[The Server and Da Kurlzz]
I'm about to serve it up for for all you boys and girls.
good kids, bad and even Da Kurlzz.
we were chilling at home and decking the halls.
so I checked my phone and Santa had called.
he said he'd swing by at a quarter to twelve.
he said that his jolly ass needed some help.
he said Christmas ain't a gang but a way of life.
"if you guide my sleigh, I'll let you f*ck my wife!"
so we jumped in his sleigh and it started to jingle,
funnier than f*ck you can ask Chris Kringle.
so we all took flight but something was fishy.
he asked for road head and started to kiss me.
underneath his suit was just a bunch of pillows.
instead of bags of presents, he had bags of dildo's.
I pulled down his beard and it was a monster.
it wasn't Saint Nick, it was a f*cking impostor!
when we found out he started to pout.
I took my bandanna and I choked him out.
I pulled off his beard and I f*cked his mouth.
hi-jacked his sleigh and headed down south.
I had a lot of wild nights but tonight was the craziest,
met a lot of Jeff's but this one was shadiest.
when it comes to cheer that motherf*ckers a Grinch.
so if you don't like Christmas F*CK YOU BITCH!!!
Writer: Jordon Kristopher Terrell, Dylan Peter Alvarez, Matthew Busek, George Arthur Ragan, Jorel Decker, Aron Erlichman
Copyright: Lyrics © Songs Of Octone