Boosie Badazz - Santa Claus of the Ghetto lyrics

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