Bad Santa

[Intro] Bad Santa Yeah Bad Santa Yeah Yeah [Verse 1] Gangsters flogging cars, electric bastards, dapper laughs I've been trying to work on my hate, mate Nothing modern about A Tate, mate Dapper laughs, big gaffs, locked torment And the badgers kiss, kiss this Bad Santa, gangster Caravan king, Don King Emperor Ming-ing Minging, minging you cunt [Hook] Bad Santa Yeah Bad Santa Yeah Yeah [Verse 2] I watch reels like hamsters love wheels The 51st state of it hasn’t got the big reveals But what's left out the back, wrapped up, dapper laughs I fucked your missus, look When you send the yellow, red sky, red tie The cone of terror Maccies on a private jet, arse tremor The cone of terror, the cone of hell [Hook] Fucking Fucking Fucking Bad Santa Fucking Yeah Bad Santa Yeah [Verse 3] I'll come round your house, and I’ll cook for you Why don't you stand outside my house, and stare at me too? It's my car, it's my cash, you cunt Why's it like, so many people just turn up? The cunts, don't know, know what? Fucking, I don't fucking know Don't know, know what? Fucking, I don’t fucking know [Outro] Bad Santa Yeah Bad Santa Yeah Bad Santa Yeah