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