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Yo, it's the return of the Gifted Gifter The Secret Santa grab-bag sifter The Grinch, sleigh hanging off the ledge deadlifter The best thrifter, the tearjerker The Santa's little help employee of the year worker The smile bringer, the joy inside the child lingers The boy inside the crowd proud, he's a loud singer The whole choir, the bow tier The snowplow and the snow tires, the coat buyer The "Oh, you shouldn't haver," the Birkin bagger The gifted rapper, they told me it's the thought that counts But really it's the count that matters Accounting hacker Bank amount countin' backwards a thousand smackers It's the return of Kris Kringle, the piss singles, that shit tingles Sendin' checks twice 'cause the name's on the list wrinkled My chips Pringles, my chips been gold My green mean go, your green mean slow It's the young born again, good hood ornament With a little chicken like a Cornish hen, Amazon ordering Cohiba importer of Evergreen water in Rapping all night, will he ever bring the chorus in? Fireplace bright like I threw ten menorahs in Ten more kinaras and a whole fucking forest, then I buy the doll in the mall that the store is in I hide the presents in the dresser and the drawer it's in Letras de cancionesMy dawg doin' moves, he said this shit is on the floor again Feds was on his trail but he got fifty names in Oregon I bought cases bigger than the suits that you see Lori in James still sittin' but I'm sendin' a DeLorean Look, it's Mister Christmas Bonus Mr. Made His Brothers Bands, Mr. Nich'las Jonas Mr. Big Cojones but bigger heart That's where the homeless home is The Home Alone kid It's the return of Kevin McCallister, the Swiss mister The hot chocolate mixer that gets pictures And big, big cousin misser, the quick fixer The Wizard of Oz, big blizzard, the big gifter Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh From Letras Mania