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Christmas Drillings Song details :

Song : Christmas Drillings
Singer : Sidemen Ft. JME
Music : Sidemen
Lyrics : Sidemen

Christmas Drillings Lyrics – Sidemen

Yeah !!
Christmas Party, Christmas Knees Up,
Man, Pulled Up, Didn’t See One Knee Up..
Everyone’s Stush, Don’t Wanna Free Up,
It’s Fuckin’ October, Why Is Your Tree Up? (What?!)

Been Wrapping Them Gifts In Cunch,
Dropping ’em Off Tryna Get My P Up.. (OT)
Then JOHN LEWIS, Put Out That Shit Advert,
Tryna Make Man Spend His Re-up..

Three In The Morning, Man Can’t Sleep,
My Neighbours Lighting Up The Whole Street.. (Pricks)
NPower, SSE, EON, EDF Energy,
Them Man There Raking In The P..
Dumb Consumers Still Can’t See..

Mummys Trying To Make Ends Meet,
Christmas Extortion, Christmas Greed..

Down Your Spine, You’ll Feel A Tingle,
When You Hear, This Festive Jingle..
This One’s Drill, Not Pop Like Pringle,
You Can Get Wrapped Up, No Kris Kringle..

See, It’s Christmas, And You Don’t Wanna Miss This,
Don’t Need Lights ’cause We’re Bringing The Litness..
So You’re Better Off Hiding Your Missus,
’cause I’m Top Of Her Wishlist..

Santa’s Sleigh, I Might Jack, That,
Chrismas Presents, I Stack, That..
Mrs Claus Got A Fat Back, (Mmhmm)
So I Might Have To Tap That..

Then I’m Leaving In Santa’s Ride, (Santa’s Ride)
If The Elves Try Run Up On Bro..
Then It’s Beef,
So I Have To Slide.. (Have To Slide)

Christmas Drillings, Make A Killing,
Got Them Children Crying..
Now That Santa Claus Is Missing..
Ain’t No Presents Till Your Birthday,
(Ain’t No Presents Till Your Birthday)

Christmas Drillings, Make A Killing,
Spending All Your P, Don’t Look Under The Tree..
Ain’t No Presents Till Your Birthday,
(Ain’t No Presents Till Your Birthday)

It’s The 123,
Man Will Cut Down Your Christmas Tree..
Gonna Take This Flow, Out In The Snow,
Back To Skid Row, Fuck Mistletoe..

Pull Up On Santa And Jack His Sleigh,
Him And His Elves Might Pass Away..
Run ’em All Over With His Sled,
Out In Lapland, Snow Turn Red..

He’s Dead! (He’s Dead, He’s Dead)
Santa Got Put In A Spliff Irrelevant Myth,
End Of His Presence, I Plead The Fifth..
Body Is Stiff.. (JHEEZE)

(HUHHHHHHHHHH)

Merry Christmas,
See Man Jacking Presents.. (All Of Them)
Fuck Your Life, This Ain’t Evanescence,
Man, Don’t Want Socks, Man, Don’t Want Crocs..

Man, Tryna Grab Your Mum,
Bend Her Over,
Slide In Just To Show Them
How I Stuff That Turkey.. (Jeez)

Primed Up,
All My Opps Get Banged Up..
Sit Man Down With A One Two-piece,
Then A Push-up To Win With Hands Up.. (Shut Up)

And I Come Do Christmas Wavy,
Priced Up But I’m Not Katie..
Solo Man But I’m Not Stacey,
I’m The Man But I’m No Baby..

Christmas Drillings, Make A Killing,
Got Them Children Crying..
Now That Santa Claus Is Missing,
Ain’t No Presents Till Your Birthday..
(Ain’t No Presents Till Your Birthday)

Christmas Drillings, Make A Killing,
Spending All Your P,
Don’t Look Under The Tree..
Ain’t No Presents Till Your Birthday..
(Ain’t No Presents Till Your Birthday)

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