(featuring Blaze, Big Stank & Lil Poot)
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Alright, so let me get this right, you say it's a motherfucker who come to your house...
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To your muthafucking house
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And he ain't be trying to rob you?
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Ah hell no, that's Santa Dawg, you ain't ever heard of Santa?
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Nuh uh
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Santa Claus, Saint Nick?
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Nah
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Kris Kringle?
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Man nah!
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You ain't ever heard of Kris Kringle?
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Man Hell nah!!
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Look (What?), he come down the chimney in some spots, but some people they ain't got no
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chimney, so he just come in tha back dooor, he may have to kick it in though, depending
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it what hood he in, cause some people be bolting they shit
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Who?
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You know like Kwee-Kwee and them down there on west 7 mile, you know, swinginh the herb
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Fool, I know who that is, who you talking about kicking in some DOORS?
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Santa, SANTA CLAUS!...Ho Ho Ho everybody's Jolly
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Oh, you mean the motherfucker who be ringing the bell down in front of Churches' Chicken
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Something like that, except he come and he be bringing gifts, it's like religious thing
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or something
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Man, you acting like a sucker believing in that Fishtishish Bullshit!
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Man, I don't even like fish! so, LOOK!
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WHAT?
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He's looking at his list
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Right
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He's checking it twice
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Right, Right
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And he gonna know who's naughty or nice
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Man, hell nah, so what you saying, this motherfucker work for the FBI? he got a list,
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what kind of list?
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I mean, it's kinda like that,it ain't really a list like that,I mean its Christmas list,
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you know like gifts and stuff... remember when you was and you wanting Space Invaders
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for the 5200 back in '86? (yea), and then nobody got it for you? (uh huh), cause you
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wasn't right, Santa was like Fuck that, I ain't bringing him shit, I'mah gonna bring my
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homie Lil Poot erythang.
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Well fuck SANTA, and fuck you
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Man fuck you man, you don't be dissing no Santa Claus, dawg
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I don't be beliving in that shit, that shit ain't even real, man you acting like a
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little sucker beliving in some old Santa Claus shit
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Man, SANTA for life fool
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*have you been a good boy this year? if not I'm gonna split your fucking head!"
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With so much Drama in the D-E-T
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It's kinda hard putting trimin's on my Christmas Tree
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But, I some how, some way
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Keep coming up with fresh ass nizzle just to drizzle on the way
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May I, wrap another gift, so that I, can sneek up in your house in the bedroom
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Everybody tripping, roasting chestnuts, waiting on Santa to come
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I got Blaze in the living room drinking Egg-Nog
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Jamie's in the kitchen and he pulling the bomb
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I got Little Eric Loder dressed up like a Elf
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And, all they keep saying is "go fuck yourself"
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So, turn off the lights and close the doors
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Man for what? Santa Claus Hoe
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And, we gonna blow ounce with him
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G's up, hoes down, I got Santa Claus high as shit
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Chorus:
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Sitting by the tree sipping Egg-Nog.
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Waiting on Christmas gifts....Egg-Nog.
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With my Mind on my presents
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And my presents on my mind
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Sitting by the tree sipping Egg-Nog
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Waiting on Christmas gifts....Egg-Nog
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With my mind on my presents
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And my presents on my mind
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Mixing Egg-Nog and Gin
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everybody got their cups but they ain't chiped in
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Well I called up Blaze told him, time for dime
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He said him and Anybody coming through at nine
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See everything is fine, cause I'm feeling all Christmassy
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And I'm standing right next to the Christmas tree
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Seeing the blinking lights made me sick
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But I always decorate every year for Saint Nick
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So, there ain't no chance he gonna pass me up
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Got some Cocoa in a cup and some Hydro in a blunt
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That I am gonna smoke with Santa Claus
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Get him all shit-faced till the break of dawn
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And, watch him fly off in the night
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Hey thanks for the presents, I hope you make it home alright
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Before he left he said "Hey, Listen Bro"
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"Your the first stop I made, I gotta billon more to go".
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*Chorus*
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Later on Christmas Day
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My homie Violent J
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Came through with a gift for me
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And a dope ass fruit cake "aight dawg",
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| With a phat ass joint with the blue cots |
