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letra de rudolph the redneck reindeer - tuberculosis twins

[intro: mc lunshabul]
shout out blake’s hard cider
we no longer drinkin’ p-ss, we drinkin’ caramel apple
eugh

[verse: mc lunshabul]
he got bulldog face, he looking like lil baby
he look like carly rae, i might call him maybe
leprechaun in the hood, he built like ice spice
he begging me for the pain, boy you are not nice
ninki minjaj, this dude a b-tch-itch
put my meat in his buns, like it’s which wich
he post the tape on twitter, he a big snitch
he got 12 inches in his back, like he sl!ck rick

[break]
okay, let’s get the presents under the tree
alright, you have them?
i thought you had them
oh for the love of god, they’re still in the sleigh

[verse: lil’ tizm]
asking santa for some diamonds, i got that ice
he’ll give me what i want, ’cause i’m naughty, not nice
i can’t see out my eyes, i’m like those little mice
i got a grip on me, yeah that sh-t is vice
bring out the vhs, time for a taping
when she bend it over, that sh-t is gaping
bill cosby, ’cause you know i like lacing
grippin’ on your sausage like i am a casing
[break]
how the h-ll are we gonna get back inside?
alright, find a rock

[verse: mc lunshabul]
big d-ck randy, i’ma pull up to your playground
i need me a b-tch who can’t see, i’ll go to k-town
i be nuttin’ swimming pools, you gon’ have to sleigh down
he must have an extra chromosome, he always down
pheromone cologne, i got ants on my b-lls
i’ma pull up to your home and start decking the halls
i mean d-ck in the halls, no d-ck in the walls
i’ve been slurping on his meat so much i can’t even talk

[break]
it’s kind of a funny story
oh cr-p
quick stewie, get the bat
mommy

[verse: lil’ tizm]
acting like a felon, you know i’ll be imprisoned in
a big jail, that kind they k!ll infants in
they got me wiretapped, ’cause they wanna listen in
i save n-ggas, just like i am the crimson chin
when i suck on his meat it’ll start bleeding
i’ll say, “oh sh-t, why is your d-ck bleeding?”
he’ll say, “holy sh-t, my d-ck is f-cking bleeding”
we go to the er because his d-ck is bleeding
[break: lil’ tizm & mc lunshabul]
now speaking of f-cking diamonds, he didn’t give me any f-cking diamonds
that n-gga gave me coal, i’ma go to his f-cking house
i’ma k!ll his f-cking elves, i’ma f-ck his wife
i’ma burn that f-cking house down
f-ck that n-gga, truly
santa a b-tch
he a fraud
i drink, i smoke, i f-ck b-tches
i would be on the naughty list
so why, why am i getting gifts?
why i got a bad b-tch?
shout out my wife

[outro]
oh my god, we’re in the wrong house

- tuberculosis twins

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