Prettyboy - Grinchboy Lyrics

Shout out the Grinch
You a real bitch
Ho ho hos on my motherf*cking
Sucking eggnog out the end of my knob
Her name at the top of the very bad list, Uh
What you gon' do 'bout this
Cry? Pout? Throw a lil' a fit
Smack you upside the head with a stocking
Filled to the brim with doorknobs, I'm knocking
That's the top of my wish list
Mrs. Clause the top of my bitch list
All my flaws are not in existence
Santa Clause move weight like Olympic
Got my elves, and we putrid
Never watered down or diluted
Got this beat going so stupid
Listen in or else you get muted
Tug on me good like Rudolph red nose
Unload the sack, Mrs. Clause is a ho, ay
I like my bitch bad like coal, everyone know
Suck on the candy cane, bust in that jaw
Colder than north of the pole, oh f*ck
Workshop is closed, all shut
Still put in work, sweatshop
I'm going on that infinite
Rhyming so simple so that you could comprehend it
I'm thinking it is so evident
You should play this 24/7, recommended
Never catch me, I'm a Grinchboy, pimp boy
Move so precise, on that pinpoint yeah
Eating that pink pork, Christmas lunch
With a side of you other whack rappers, yum
Never get got, at the tip top, on my tip toes
Quick tip, you can not top me
Never take shots, never get rocked, on the rocks
How I like my eggnog, yes please
Roll up mistletoe, light it up, don't unravel, let it smoke
F*ck a white Christmas
That ain't on my wish list
Got the green like go
Got the green like cash
Got a ounce of green
Got a liter gas
I go overseas
Smoke a little dab
I go weak in knees
I fall down on ass
Roll a little j
Puff it twice and pass
Puff it twice more
Smack her on the ass
Leave a printed hand
Then I hear her man
So I better dash