----------------------------------------------------------------------------- 🎅🎄🏭 XMAS FACTORY — Santa’s Music Factory 🏭🎄🎅 👉 Join the project: https://suno.com/s/Mubp6Sc8FubIEAy8 💿 My full EP playlist: https://suno.com/playlist/7caf38ff-5191-4535-88c5-de11bf48e8c4 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lyrics: Jingle bells, shotgun shells, bodies in the snow Santa got the Glock, and he ready for the show Ho, ho, ho, bitch, get down on the floor Kicking in the chimney, kicking in the door Wrap ‘em up in plastic, put ‘em in the sack Red upon the white, and there ain’t no turning back Silent time, violent crime, everything is dead Put a little bullet in the middle of your head Ayy, look at the way that I slide on the ice I’m checking the list, and I’m checking it twice You naughty, you nice? I don’t care about the price I’m rolling the dice, and I’m taking a slice Of your neck, of your throat, put you on the boat To the river Styx, yeah, I’m the goat I got the elves in the rear, and they packing the gear We sweeping the block, yeah, we bringing the fear Mrs. Claus on the pole, she losing command She selling her self for a little bit of land I’m the Grinch, I’m the pinch, I’m the one in the trench I’m stealing the glee, and I’m making you flinch Deck the halls with the blood of the opps I’m popping the tops, and I’m dodging the cops It’s a holiday homicide, suicide slide Nowhere to flee, and there’s nowhere to hide Jingle bells, shotgun shells, bodies in the snow Santa got the Glock, and he ready for the show Ho, ho, ho, bitch, get down on the floor Kicking in the chimney, kicking in the door Wrap ‘em up in plastic, put ‘em in the sack Red upon the white, and there ain’t no turning back Silent time, violent crime, everything is dead Put a little bullet in the middle of your head Creeping down the chimney with a bag full of bricks I’m sick of the milk, and I’m sick of the tricks I want the cookies, I want the gold I want the stories that never were told Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer is dead I cut off his antlers and cut off his head Put it on the wall, put it on display Merry fucking Christmas, have a nice day Frosty the Snowman is melting away I lit him on flame, he had nothing to say I’m cold as the frost, I’m cold as the freeze I bring you the sickness, I bring the disease Under the mistletoe, give me a kiss Or give me a reason to cross off the list The season of giving is over, my friend This is the beginning, and this is the end Jingle bells, shotgun shells, bodies in the snow Santa got the Glock, and he ready for the show Ho, ho, ho, bitch, get down on the floor Kicking in the chimney, kicking in the door Wrap ‘em up in plastic, put ‘em in the sack Red upon the white, and there ain’t no turning back Silent time, violent crime, everything is dead Put a little bullet in the middle of your head Merry Christmas, ya filthy animal. Ho. Ho. Ho. ------------------------------- © Sepinz 2025 Protected lyrics. Use only with permission. -------------------------------
