(featuring Blaze, Big Stank & Lil Poot)



Alright, so let me get this right, you say it's a motherfucker who come to your house...

To your muthafucking house 

And he ain't be trying to rob you? 

Ah hell no, that's Santa Dawg, you ain't ever heard of Santa? 

Nuh uh 

Santa Claus, Saint Nick? 

Nah 

Kris Kringle? 

Man nah! 

You ain't ever heard of Kris Kringle? 

Man Hell nah!! 

Look (What?), he come down the chimney in some spots, but some people they ain't got no 

chimney, so he just come in tha back dooor, he may have to kick it in though, depending 

it what hood he in, cause some people be bolting they shit 

Who? 

You know like Kwee-Kwee and them down there on west 7 mile, you know, swinginh the herb 

Fool, I know who that is, who you talking about kicking in some DOORS? 

Santa, SANTA CLAUS!...Ho Ho Ho everybody's Jolly 

Oh, you mean the motherfucker who be ringing the bell down in front of Churches' Chicken 

Something like that, except he come and he be bringing gifts, it's like religious thing 

or something 

Man, you acting like a sucker believing in that Fishtishish Bullshit! 

Man, I don't even like fish! so, LOOK! 

WHAT? 

He's looking at his list 

Right 

He's checking it twice 

Right, Right 

And he gonna know who's naughty or nice 

Man, hell nah, so what you saying, this motherfucker work for the FBI? he got a list, 

what kind of list? 

I mean, it's kinda like that,it ain't really a list like that,I mean its Christmas list, 

you know like gifts and stuff... remember when you was and you wanting Space Invaders 

for the 5200 back in '86? (yea), and then nobody got it for you? (uh huh), cause you 

wasn't right, Santa was like Fuck that, I ain't bringing him shit, I'mah gonna bring my 

homie Lil Poot erythang. 

Well fuck SANTA, and fuck you 

Man fuck you man, you don't be dissing no Santa Claus, dawg 

I don't be beliving in that shit, that shit ain't even real, man you acting like a 

little sucker beliving in some old Santa Claus shit 

Man, SANTA for life fool 

*have you been a good boy this year? if not I'm gonna split your fucking head!" 

With so much Drama in the D-E-T 

It's kinda hard putting trimin's on my Christmas Tree 

But, I some how, some way 

Keep coming up with fresh ass nizzle just to drizzle on the way 

May I, wrap another gift, so that I, can sneek up in your house in the bedroom 

Everybody tripping, roasting chestnuts, waiting on Santa to come 

I got Blaze in the living room drinking Egg-Nog 

Jamie's in the kitchen and he pulling the bomb 

I got Little Eric Loder dressed up like a Elf 

And, all they keep saying is "go fuck yourself" 

So, turn off the lights and close the doors 

Man for what? Santa Claus Hoe 

And, we gonna blow ounce with him 

G's up, hoes down, I got Santa Claus high as shit 

Chorus: 

Sitting by the tree sipping Egg-Nog. 

Waiting on Christmas gifts....Egg-Nog. 

With my Mind on my presents 

And my presents on my mind 

Sitting by the tree sipping Egg-Nog 

Waiting on Christmas gifts....Egg-Nog 

With my mind on my presents 

And my presents on my mind 

Mixing Egg-Nog and Gin 

everybody got their cups but they ain't chiped in 

Well I called up Blaze told him, time for dime 

He said him and Anybody coming through at nine 

See everything is fine, cause I'm feeling all Christmassy 

And I'm standing right next to the Christmas tree 

Seeing the blinking lights made me sick 

But I always decorate every year for Saint Nick 

So, there ain't no chance he gonna pass me up 

Got some Cocoa in a cup and some Hydro in a blunt 

That I am gonna smoke with Santa Claus 

Get him all shit-faced till the break of dawn 

And, watch him fly off in the night 

Hey thanks for the presents, I hope you make it home alright 

Before he left he said "Hey, Listen Bro" 

"Your the first stop I made, I gotta billon more to go". 

*Chorus* 

Later on Christmas Day 

My homie Violent J 

Came through with a gift for me 

And a dope ass fruit cake "aight dawg", 

With a phat ass joint with the blue cots 

That make ya choke, with some bud, ain't no choke 

Had to take a step back, sit my Egg-Nog down, knocking Rum and cot 

I'm fucked up now, but ain't no body clap, the presents are wrapped 

Shaggy's style through with a 40 in a sac "roll it up" 

Smoke with Santa, break with the elves 

They supposed to stop by at a half past twelve 

*Chorus* 

Shit If I would of known we was getting shit for free 

I would have pulled my dick out!