Snow's falling, I'm freezing cold
I've been a bad girl, I need a bad santa then
Streets are 24k white gold
Tree curls made of pearl, I’m in my yearender’s zen
Snow's falling, I ain’t freezing cold
'Cause I’m a bad girl, I have a bad santa now
He calls mrs. Claus on the phone
"Old hag of a girl, I found a better chimney around"
Silent night's not silent in my book
I'll pop that Pérignon in that pantheon look
And all the ugly drama's on my ice glittery hook
Now bad ass bitches from Earth to Pluto
From Maine to the suburbs of Utah
Things lamentable get forgettable
Nothing's censurable tonight
Come and let your hair down at my Christmas party
Let your hair down, get ultra naughty
Turn this bop up on your boom-boombox, bitch
Shake your whammy fanny, henny, vroom-vroom, bitch
Come and let your hair down at my Christmas party
Let your hair down, get ultra naughty
Turn this bop up on your boom-boombox, bitch
Shake your whammy fanny, henny, vroom-vroom, bitch
Shake your whammy fanny, henny, doom the bitches
Who made your year toxic to have some glitches
Christ taught you before he was dying
Be humble and kind, but let's do some rhyming
"Wham-bam-thank-you-man" that's what I was told
When I let myself think Alex's heart was made of gold
And diminutive cognitive abilities of Nickie's
Are too small to be the subject of this kiki
Silent night's not silent in my book
I'll pop that Pérignon in that pantheon look
And all the ugly drama's on my ice glittery hook
Now bad ass bitches from Earth to Pluto
From Maine to the suburbs of Utah
Things lamentable get forgettable
Nothing's censurable tonight
Come and let your hair down at my Christmas party
Let your hair down, get ultra naughty
Turn this bop up on your boom-boombox, bitch
Shake your whammy fanny, henny, vroom-vroom, bitch
Come and let your hair down at my Christmas party
Let your hair down, get ultra naughty
Turn this bop up on your boom-boombox, bitch
Shake your whammy fanny, henny, vroom-vroom, bitch
The almighty’s come to bring joy and tons of fun
No cat ever got my tongue, so I guess I’m getting none
But my life is elevated, and I’m never not innovative
I am gonna do self-entertaining none of you could ever do
Let me go with grace, so I'mma get it down to business
Stinky garbage binnies, I'mma wish ya merry christmas
Merry!... Oh, my god, no
Come and let your hair down at my Christmas party
Let your hair down, get ultra naughty
Turn this bop up on your boom-boombox, bitch
Shake your whammy fanny, henny, vroom-vroom, bitch
Come and let your hair down at my Christmas party
Let your hair down, get ultra naughty
Turn this bop up on your boom-boombox, bitch
Shake your whammy fanny, shake your-shake your whammy fanny, hey
Silent night's not silent in my book
I'll pop that Pérignon in that pantheon look
And all the ugly drama's on my ice glittery hook
Now bad ass bitches from Earth to Pluto
From Maine to the suburbs of Utah
Things lamentable get forgettable
Nothing's censurable tonight
Bitch, quotation marks
"Alright, how's your job, how are things, how are the children?
Oh my god! Look at the clock! So late? Already?
I don't care if it's Christmas, I'm going to bed
Fuck this Christmas, I will have plenty of others, am I right?"
Well, I don't know about that