Lyrics I Fucking Love Christmas - Hovey Benjamin

I Fucking Love Christmas

A lot of people have been asking me
«Hey Hovey, how do you feel about Christmas?»
Well, if you really gotta know…
I fucking love Christmas (yuh)
Yeah that’s my shit (damn)
I’m talking Jesus birthday (birth)
December 25th (woo)
I fucking love Christmas (love)
It’s that time of year (year)
Young Santa pulling up (skkrt)
With those eight reindeer (wow)
I fucking love Christmas (woo)
I got that holly, bro (bruh)
And I be gettin' kisses (wha?)
Under that mistletoe (toe)
I fucking love Christmas (wow)
The fireplace is lit (lit)
We singin' Christmas carols
These harmonies are sick
Presents (nice), stockings, gift cards (cool), checks
Cookies (damn), eggnog (mm), fruitcake, Mariah Carey
Popcorn (mmm), caramel, cheddar (mm), plain
Frosty (nice), Rudolph (yuh), Will Ferrell (woo)
I fucking love Christmas (woo)
Snow is on the ground (ground)
Not a creature stirring
Can’t hear a fucking sound
I want that BB gun (yuh)
«You'll shoot your eye out, kid» (what?)
Let me try it out
Oh damn, I really did
Ice skates, snow boots, elf shoes (shoes), socks
Noel (mm), sleigh bells (yah), poinsettias, Bing Crosby
Mangers (manger), yule logs (log), chance of snow (snow), ugly sweaters
(sweater)
Home Alone (Home Alone)
(Hovey Benjamin made this beat)