Holly Jolly Ballsack

[Intro: Collin Smith]
Wow
Yeah, yeah
B-L-I-P

[Verse 1: Collin Smith]
Poop in my stocking, what a surprise
That big red idiot got me coal and rice
A box of rocks, I threw 'em at a guy
Grew some wings and learned how to fly (Caw caw)
Mrs. Claus is a thot
Stealin' all my ornaments is gonna get you shot (Boom)
The Christmas lights burn my eyes bloodshot
Ebeneezer Scrooge and the Grinch on my block
Cock cock chicken chicken bock bock (Bock bock)
Christmas dinner, eatin' boiled up cops (Ree)
Cow testicles with sour cream on the top
Gingerbread men, they be my number one op (They be my number one op)
Eat thе yellow snow
The brown snow is bettеr if you really wanna know (Know)
Santa Claus locked up, gettin' death row
You can't have nice things in Ohio

[Chorus: Collin Smith, Jacob Watson & Clinton Smith]
I woke up in the morning, Christmas day
(Put the mistletoe up, time to get a little gay)
You already know Blip is the way
I gotta Glock loaded up with candy canes
I woke up in the morning, Christmas day
(Put the mistletoe up, time to get a little gay)
You already know Blip is the way
I gotta Glock loaded up with candy canes

[Verse 2: Jacob Watson]
Slide, slide, slide on the sled like a gat
Hear my balls jiggle, you gon' know where I'm at
That's cap, never mind that's a fact
White Christmas, screw that I want crap, crap, crap
Like a gang gang homie sayin' slat, slat, slat
I'll make an elf's face go splat, splat, splat
Didn't follow directions, I got an erection
Gave a pregnant reindeer a little c-section
Frosty the snowman is made of snow
His heart is cold, but his balls hang low (Low, low)
He didn't know he was made of blow
A whole kilo, arrest that ho, ho, ho
Christmas is ruined, Santa puked in the stew
And he shit on the roof, man that fat ass is stupid
I'm gonna lose it if he does it again
Screw that sled, we be whippin' in the Benz

[Chorus: Collin Smith, Jacob Watson & Clinton Smith]
I woke up in the morning, Christmas day
(Put the mistletoe up, time to get a little gay)
You already know Blip is the way
I gotta Glock loaded up with candy canes
I woke up in the morning, Christmas day
(Put the mistletoe up, time to get a little gay)
You already know Blip is the way
I gotta Glock loaded up with candy canes

[Verse 3: Clinton Smith]
Gift exchange, and they got me an AK
Blowin' up my ops and I got em' sayin' mayday
Elf on a shelf, he just sat there and watched me
I can't have a witness so I guess he's gonna have to pay
It's a wonderful time of year and I'm full of cheer
I ripped off Santa's beard
I ride that deer
Roll around the block to strike some fear into the atmosphere
'Cause my name is Krampus
I'll slaughter every one of you
Don't take no chances
You know who the man is
And I'll cut his stomach out
So you better not cry, and you better not shout
'Cause I light up a candle
Grab that cocoa by the handle
Put your head up on my mantle
Keep the change ya filthy animal
No one's even gonna miss you anyways
Oh wait, I never got to say Happy Holidays

[Chorus: Collin Smith, Jacob Watson & Clinton Smith]
I woke up in the morning Christmas day
(Put the mistletoe up time to get a little gay)
You already know Blip is the way
I gotta Glock loaded up with candy canes
I woke up in the morning Christmas day
(Put the mistletoe up time to get a little gay)
You already know Blip is the way
I gotta Glock loaded up with candy canes