Christmas may be for children, but its carols don’t have to be. On Monday, Megan Thee Stallion and James Corden made a Christmas song that is very much for grown-ups.
The inappropriate “Savage Santa” music video was appropriately filmed at “Santa’s Twerk Shop.” Corden plays St. Nick, Megan Thee Stallion pretty much plays herself.
Don’t let your kids see what Corden’s Elf on the Shelf does.
Watch the video above.
“Savage Santa” is a remix of Megan Thee Stallion’s “Savage.”
Compare the original song’s lyrics, below and courtesy of LyricFind, with the holiday-themed “Late Late Show” ones.
I’m that bitch (yeah)
Been that bitch, still that bitch (ah)
Will forever be that bitch (forever be that bitch)
Yeah (ayy, ha)
Been that bitch, still that bitch (ah)
Will forever be that bitch (forever be that bitch)
Yeah (ayy, ha)
I’m the hood Mona Lisa, break a n—- into pieces
Had to X some cheesy n—-s out my circle like a pizza (yeah)
I’m way too exclusive, I don’t shop on Insta’ boutiques
All them lil’ ass clothes only fit fake booties
Bad bitch, still talking cash s—
P—y like water, I’m unbothered and relaxing
I would never trip on a n—- if I had him
Bitch, that’s my trash, you the maid, so you bagged him, ah
Had to X some cheesy n—-s out my circle like a pizza (yeah)
I’m way too exclusive, I don’t shop on Insta’ boutiques
All them lil’ ass clothes only fit fake booties
Bad bitch, still talking cash s—
P—y like water, I’m unbothered and relaxing
I would never trip on a n—- if I had him
Bitch, that’s my trash, you the maid, so you bagged him, ah
I’m a savage (yeah)
Classy, bougie, ratchet (yeah)
Sassy, moody, nasty (hey, hey, yeah)
Acting stupid, what’s happening? Bitch (whoa, whoa)
What’s happening? Bitch (whoa, whoa)
I’m a savage, yeah
Classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah
Sassy, moody, nasty, huh
Acting stupid, what’s happening? Bitch
What’s happening? (Ayy, ah)
Classy, bougie, ratchet (yeah)
Sassy, moody, nasty (hey, hey, yeah)
Acting stupid, what’s happening? Bitch (whoa, whoa)
What’s happening? Bitch (whoa, whoa)
I’m a savage, yeah
Classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah
Sassy, moody, nasty, huh
Acting stupid, what’s happening? Bitch
What’s happening? (Ayy, ah)
Eat me and record it, but your edge-up all I’m showing (ah)
I keep my n—-s private, so his AP all I’m showing (baow)
Beefing with you bitches really getting kinda boring
If it ain’t about the money, then you know I’m gon’ ignore it
I’m the s—, ooh (ayy)
I need a mop to clean the floor, it’s too much drip, ooh (too much drip, ooh)
I keep a knot, I keep a watch, I keep a whip, ooh (I keep a whip, baow)
Let’s play a game, Simon says I’m still that bitch, ayy (still that bitch)
I’m still that bitch, yeah (ah)
I keep my n—-s private, so his AP all I’m showing (baow)
Beefing with you bitches really getting kinda boring
If it ain’t about the money, then you know I’m gon’ ignore it
I’m the s—, ooh (ayy)
I need a mop to clean the floor, it’s too much drip, ooh (too much drip, ooh)
I keep a knot, I keep a watch, I keep a whip, ooh (I keep a whip, baow)
Let’s play a game, Simon says I’m still that bitch, ayy (still that bitch)
I’m still that bitch, yeah (ah)
I’m a savage (yeah)
Classy, bougie, ratchet (yeah)
Sassy, moody, nasty (yeah)
Acting stupid, what’s happening? Bitch (what’s up?)
What’s happening? Bitch (what’s up?)
I’m a savage, yeah
Classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah
Sassy, moody, nasty, huh
Acting stupid, what’s happening? Bitch (what’s up?)
What’s happening?
Classy, bougie, ratchet (yeah)
Sassy, moody, nasty (yeah)
Acting stupid, what’s happening? Bitch (what’s up?)
What’s happening? Bitch (what’s up?)
I’m a savage, yeah
Classy, bougie, ratchet, yeah
Sassy, moody, nasty, huh
Acting stupid, what’s happening? Bitch (what’s up?)
What’s happening?
Bitch, I’m lit like a match, ooh
And any n—- I let hit is still attached, ooh
That body right, but you know this p—y fat, ooh
I drop a picture, now these bitches feel attacked, ayy
Don’t let that n—- gas you up and get you whacked, ooh
I make a call and get a p—y n—- smacked, uh
These bitches talkin’ ’bout pulling up, well, where you at? Ooh
I’m in a Lamb’, bitch, catch me if you can, ooh
I’m kickin’ bitches out they spot, Stalli’ Chan, yeah (ah, yeah)
And any n—- I let hit is still attached, ooh
That body right, but you know this p—y fat, ooh
I drop a picture, now these bitches feel attacked, ayy
Don’t let that n—- gas you up and get you whacked, ooh
I make a call and get a p—y n—- smacked, uh
These bitches talkin’ ’bout pulling up, well, where you at? Ooh
I’m in a Lamb’, bitch, catch me if you can, ooh
I’m kickin’ bitches out they spot, Stalli’ Chan, yeah (ah, yeah)
N—- say I taste like sugar, but ain’t shit sweet, ah
Mwah
Ayy, ayy, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, mwah
Mwah
Ayy, ayy, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, mwah
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