( ) = Santa voice
[ ] = Squeaky kid voice
Intro: Bad A$$
Is that the black Santa Claus? (Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas!)
I want a Super Nintendo ... yeah, Sega Genesis, yeah,
Street Fighter 2, all these games...
[Mommy! Is that the black Santa Claus?
That is the black Santa Claus! Mommee! Mommee! Mommee!]
Verse 1: Dat Nigga Daz
It`s 12.30 AM, Christmas Eve
I`m out with the gangstas and thieves
Celebratin`, postin` up with eggnog [head up up] in my cup
[Put Rudolph and Moses] lil` bang-bangin` and coastin`
Down the block but be careful for the heart, because it`s posted`
Some stay to this day that Christmas ain`t nothing but another day
But, out of respect, I gotta give the Lord his day
Tell me, tell me, where do the homies and bums got to sleep? {Nowhere}
Where do hungry and the needy-greedy`s got to eat? {But who cares?}
Life is so crucial and cold, [it`s worse] for the children
In this world they hopes and dreams can`t afford
The young and old churches and spiritual dreams, seasonal things
Heard throughout the ghetto reaches gangstas and dope-fiends, huh
`Cause those who ain`t able get it now can finally get it
‘Cause the ghetto Santa Claus has sprinkled the hood and now we ballin`
Livin` to a new year of better thangs
Celebrate it with some Champagne, ha ha, check it ...
Chorus: Nate Dogg
Santa Claus ... is coming straight to the ghetto ...
Bridge: Snoop Doggy Dogg
Now on the first day of Christmas, my homeboy gave to me
A sack of the krazy glue and told me to smoke it up slowly
Now on the second day of Christmas, my homeboy gave to me
A fifth of Hendog and told me to take my mind off that weed
Now by the third day of Christmas, my big homeboy gave to me
A whole lot of everything, and it wasn`t nuthin` but game to me
Verse 2: Bad A$$
Back then, you woke up to the sound of “I Saw Mama Kissing Santa”
Made you remenisce on the old fashion Christmas days
Gifts, miss a fat man jolly with joy
Down ya chimney with toys for lil` girls and boys
Pumped up, I jumped up before the sun peeped in
And hoped to catch a Santa Claus creepin` down my hall
Ran to the window, put my eyes to the sky
To see if I could see the sleigh that parlayed and pushed a fat guy
I sigh, ain`t no sign, but everything under this tree in my house is mine
My bike, that, and this plastic nine`ll do fine till next year come
I try to see the same thing, they got us brain washed dumb
And when you find, it ain`t no Santa, Christmas still mean a lot
`Cause it`s the time to get together and give all you got
You got food, good moods, and what`s better than together with your people
When wishers give a toast by the tree, it`s Merry Christmas
Chorus
Verse 3: Snoop Doggy Dogg (starts during chorus)
(Don`t get too close because you might get shot ...
Welcome to the ghetto ...)
Santa Claus on the ceiling, Jack Frost chillin`
Pinch the Grinch for being a holiday villain
Season`s greetings, all the proceedings
Are brought to you by the church house where we`ll be eatin`
Chestnuts roastin` on an open fire
Singin` my jingle, where is Kris Kringle
I didn`t pop, I ain`t even shouted
I even stayed in the house, where the homies tried to sneak me out
And all I want for Christmas is my 6-4 Chevrolet
And a granddaughter for her grandmother Beverly
Ain`t that somethin`? Nah, ain`t that nothin`
How it`s Christmas time and my rhyme`s steady bumpin`
Everybody happy, hair still nappy
Gonna steal a gift for my old grandpappy
Catch me giving out turkeys at the church-house
Don`t try to work me, just stand in the line and everything gon` be fine
Holla at ya folks, boy, it`s goin` down
Ain`t no help from no elves, just Tha Dogg Pound
And we passin` out gifts, blazin` up spliffs
Christmas on the Row, can you dig it? {can you dig it}
Chorus
Verse 4: Tray Deee
Christmas Eve, by the leaves, every 6 with the year
Girls and boys full off joy with the season cheer
Smell the sky, hella pies and cakes gettin` baked
To be ate after everything gone off your plate
But wait, not tonight it`s straight beans and rice
On the table, are we able to proceed tonight?
I wonder what the morn`s bringin` so it`s hard to doze off
Three `o clock in my socks I crack the dope song
Hopin` when I open the door I`ll see Santa
Now who the hell is this in this blue bandana
