Ally Ahern - SANTA STOP CALLING ME A HO Lyrics

Hey Santa
Stop calling me a ho
Flying round the world talking shit like whoa
Hey Santa
Think you know me but you don't
Stop calling me a ho ho ho
Break in
Ask for cookies but I'm not your bitch
Tryna keep me in the kitchen
Are you stuck in 1956
Matter fact sit down, take a sip
Of this milk got some cyanide in it
Take some home for ya for ya stylist
What a fool for dressing you like this
In that outfit
Got a present
With your name
It's two middle fingers to the face
Call me naughty
What a creep
Tryna shimmy down my chimney, no way
Hey Santa
Stop calling me a ho
Flying round the world talking shit like whoa
Hey Santa
Think you know me but you don't
Stop calling me a ho ho ho
Miss Claus
She's a real fine bitch
She loyal wear designer think I might swoop in
Girl boss
And she's on the nice list
But you don't even see that she's the real gift
Got a present
With your name
It's two middle fingers to the face
Call me naughty
What a creep
Tryna shimmy down my chimney, no way
Hey Santa
Stop calling me a ho
Flying round the world talking shit like whoa
Hey Santa
Think you know me but you don't
Stop calling me a ho ho ho
Hey Santa
Stop calling me a ho
Flying round the world talking shit like whoa
Hey Santa
Think you know me but you don't
Stop calling me a ho ho ho
911, Yeah I have a breaking and entering situation over here
A man wearing a red suit with like, fluff broke in through my chimney