| Santa hit the powerball in january
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| Left the north pole, rudolf and the ol tooth fairy
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| For a 90 210 neighborhood
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| Yeah santas gone hollywood
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| Got no bills, blue pills
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| He’s hung up his sack
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| Mrs clause is looking hot
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| She’s even got a new rack
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| She been nip tucked lipo sucked up and tightened up good
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| Yeah santas gone hollywood
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| Now look at that deep dark tan
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| He’s the king of tv land
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| He’s even got a band and I hear they good, real good
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| Yeah santas gone hollywood
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| He’s got courtside seats at all the lakers games
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| Even got his own star on the walk of fame
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| Got a mazzaratti, papparizi all on his hood
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| Yeah santas gone hollywood
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| He’s rockin on the sunset strip
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| The partys at the cringle crib
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| And if your on the naughty list it’s all good, real good
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| Santas gone hollywood
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| Yeah things have sure changed since they won a hundred million
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| He’s gone brunette and she’s gone brazilian
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| A medical card and a case of the munchies and sometimes he talks to the easter
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| bunny
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| Now santa’s got sex appeal
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| Offered him a movie deal |
| And oprah would interview him if she could
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| But she can’t
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| Cause santa gone holly
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| He’s never been so jolly
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| Ho ho hollywood
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| Ho ho hollywood
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| Santas gone hollywood
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| Santas gone a list baby
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| What’s all the ho ho ho |