מילים לשיר Fucking Up My Christmas – MC Chris

Ladies that are fat ladies that are skinny
Ladies that are all night on my jimmy
Ladies that won't charge me a buck fiddy
Bitties who wanna bite off a lil sumpn
Just wanna get with me cuz I'm so pretty
Best part's the top like a drew barry muffin
Bittie's that wanna turn on their love oven
And cook up a caserole of stove top stuffin
Don't stop the suckin cuz you're filled with my gumption
take care of my beaker cuz I'm honeydew bunsen
Got ya jonesin for my potion, got my finger on the button
That's why mc be struttin
Wish I could erase this erection
Honey's comin at me from every direction
Lookin for the love connection
So line up the contestants
Stinky, sweaty, sexin without protection
I'll open their drawers like the kid in the sixth sense
She fuckin up my christmas
I won't persist this distance, gotta get up in this Fuckin up my christmas is a new way of saying fuckin up my shit
This is not so much a holliday oriented song
As it is an exclamation of dismay at the sight of a beautiful woman She fuckin up my christmas biznitch
I was fine till you was in my bizness
Catchin glimpses in tiny tid bits
Yo what up wit dis, it mc chris
With you're volleyball booty and you're frilly pink tits
"M" in my name stand for monolith
Here's a sash for that ass it says dominance
get up to my suite or you're incompetent
No that's not a lisp, you're a finalist
now, here's my hotel key and some common sense
do you wanna be a winner or the opposite? So lick them lips, drop them shits
And step on it.