Santa Baby lyrics

Artist  : Run 
Song : Santa Baby



 Send "Santa Baby" Ringtone to your Cell 

 
f/ Mase, Puff Daddy, Salt & Pepa, Onyx, and
Keith Murray







Verse 1: Run







It was December 24 on Hollis after the dark



My man Santa saw a rabbi and gave the strangest
remark



He said that giving was his living and I had to
take part



So I grabbed a bag of goodies and I hopped up on
his cart



I laced the pockets of the poor and gave the
hoodie a play



Dropped some dollars up on Hollis and I went on
my way



I hear your jingle Mr. Kringle peep the single,
my man



so Santa hit a brotha off and come as quick as
you can!







[chorus]



Santa Baby



Just slip a Benzo under the tree for me



A '98 convertible, light blue



I'm looking for a fly guy, like you



So hurry down the chimney tonight...







Verse 3: Ma$e







Now all Mase know



When its eight twenty-four



He be looking at the door for the ho ho ho



Cause I know



When theres a christmas uptown



Ain't no chimney for santa to come down







Verse 4: Puffy Daddy







Now to me, PD I had alot



Appreciated everything that I got



Though I used to take my pops



Who aint caught me shaking the box



Cause I knew I couldn't wait till it turned 12
o'clock







Verse 5: Snoop Doggy Dogg







Cookies and Milk



Satin and Silk



I'm chillin in the living room, wrapped in a
quilt



I'm waiting on this fat Red Suit
wearing-comparing



My gifts to my homeboy next door to me



A gift here, none there, but who cares



My little sister needs a comb just to braid her
nappy hair



Bbut here we go again waiting on the enemy



To slide down the chimney



Look here, that ain't reality







[chorus]



Santa Baby



Just slip a Benzo under the tree for me



A '98 convertible, light blue



I'm looking for a fly guy, like you



So hurry down the chimney tonight...







Verse 6: Salt & Pepa







Santa Baby, are you really real?



Chris Kringle



Let me see you make my pockets jingle (ching
ching)



We need some jobs in the ghetto



Too much gangbanging where kids are playin



I hear the church bells ringing



On christmas eve



I believe



Jesus-calling me



Forget the gifts and the shopping lists



And the new kicks



Your just falling for tricks



(you better praise him)







[chorus]



Santa Baby



Just slip a Benzo under the tree for me



A '98 convertible, light blue



I'm looking for a fly guy, like you



So hurry down the chimney tonight...







Verse 7: Fredro Starr







It's the gritty-the grimy



The low down, the shifty



Yo Sticky, christmas time in the city



Late night, stars are bright



We gettin rocked!



With the 50 St. Nicholas



Start rippin this







Verse 8: Sticky Fingaz







Its the Grinch who stole christmas



Climbin down ya chimney



Kids open up they gifts



They all gonna be empty



Just like mine was



I hate to say it



But if I wasnt a boy I wouldnt have had nuthin to
play wit!







Verse 9: Keith Murray







On December 25th I knew I wasn't getting jack



when I saw Santa Claus on the corner buying
crack



I ran up on him with the (blur) and asked him
"yo whats up with that?"



He said "there aint no christmas kid"
and I can't get him back



Back in the days, Christmas was deep



My moms put presents under the tree while I
played sleep



And peeped ha! Santa Claus never gave me
nuthin



Seen them mad faces, lying and frontin



So do some good to the ghetto, Mr. Chris
Kringle



Come and stay awhile, kick it with God's Angel



Take and acknowledge my wisdom and understand



That Santa Claus is a black man



word up



[chorus 2 times]



Santa Baby



Just slip a Benzo under the tree for me



A '98 convertible, light blue



I'm looking for a fly guy, like you



So hurry down the chimney tonight...