Santa Claus of the Ghetto - Boosie Badazz

Playboy on the beat

Santa to me

Santa Claus ain’t never really come down our chimney

We had other Santa Claus

Straight up

They was Santa to me

I know a nigga out my hood, he brought everybody turkey

Hustlin', hustler, he had everybody workin'

Clean from head to toe when you see him up in person (Sha)

He’ll break you off a pack if you hungry and you thirsty (Cha)

I’m talkin' Cam Ricks, Lee Lucas, Kenny Wayne (Yeah)

Only thing we got from Michael Jordan was a ring

A fifty dollar bill will make a kid smile bright

Thank you, Mr. Dope Dealer, for what you did that night

Hit a nigga with a whole brick just for lead, get on your feet

This some full shit, no ho shit, this shit is deep

He had to whack a nigga (Whack 'em), smack a nigga (Smack 'em)

That nigga weak, holidays he flood the whole street

Santa Claus of the ghetto

Santa Clause of the ghetto

Please, don’t go to jail, my nigga (My nigga)

Santa Claus of the ghetto

He bought his mama a house, told her, «Merry Christmas» (Hi, mom)

This nigga livin' like a boss, he bought his sister a Rolly (Woo)

And a bracelet to match (Damn), told her, «Merry Christmas» (Merry Christmas)

Now these niggas showin' up

He put Gucci on his daughter, he put Gucci on her mama

Merry Christmas, girl, 'cause you loyal and you silent

Now, we talkin' diamonds, little chains for the clique (Yeah)

That’s all them niggas need, they ain’t never had shit

Same nigga, same fit, same game, same clique

Merry Christmas, nigga, dog, you home from the pen

When I was a kid, I prayed that God protect Santa

Keep him gettin' money, keep that nigga out the slammer

Santa Claus of the ghetto

Santa Clause of the ghetto

Please, don’t go to jail, my nigga (My nigga)

Don’t go to jail, not right now

Santa Claus of the ghetto

I know you gotta do what you do, but

Nigga stay out here, a nigga need you

Please, don’t go to jail, my nigga (My nigga)

Don’t go to jail, don’t go to jail

Check it, this for the outro

Santa I know pay bills for the old folks

Santa I know give gifts to they kinfolk

Santa I know will bail you out you go to jail, nigga

Santa I know will cut your motherfuckin' throat

Feed it to the reindeer and ride with 'em everywhere

Santa I know will put a nigga on

This for Big U and the Crips

I know they got some Crips ridin'

Don’t go to jail, my nigga

Santa Claus of the ghetto

Stay outta jail, nigga

The hood needs you