Down another bottle
And pass right out
I get to my knees
And pray to God
Dear God, I need more eggnog
Something to ease the pain
Being Sac on Christmas is kinda lame
I only got myself to blame
A thousand "yeahs" can't fix it
All I got you was a box of triskets
I'm sorry Mom, I can't risk it
I only got a thousand in the bank
For recording
Equipment
I'm sorry, Ma
Yeah yeah
I'M SORRY MA
I'M SORRY MA
It's been Lil Sac
Merry Christmas, y'all