[Intro: Snoop Dogg]
What's crack-a-lackin' y'all
Big Snoop Dogg
AKA Niggerachi
Hey yo Damani
Give me one of them Christmas tales
You know like "T'was the Night Before Christmas}
Yeah
Somethin' like that
T'was the night before Christmas
[Verse 1: Damani]
It's the eve of the big day
Eleven years old now
Can't sleep, tryna catch Santa tryna slide down
Lotta energy, hella excited
Left the cookies on the table let him know he invited
Watchin' the clock, makin' sure it don't stop
All I'm thinkin' is a bike and a Flava Flav clock
Remote-controlled cars, race tracks, Nintendos
Hard year that's what I been good fo'
Santa don't fail me now
I didn't sock Tommy at school so please reward me now
I did my homework
I didn't curse in class
I ain't touch Candice's booty even though she fast
I'm supposed to have this
My family ain't rich
I just wanna look like I'm the shit
I mean, shoot, you know what I mean
I just need a 'lil something to show off to Christine
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
T'was the night before Christmas
And all through the house
There were a lotta roaches
And a pet mouse
His name was Ben
He wanted gifts
But he didn't get none
Time and time again
[Verse 2: Damani]
I hear a noise
What could it be
Is that somebody slidin' down my chimney?
I get up, put on my Spiderman flip-flops
Tryna spy on the gifts I got
But it's so not who I thought it was
'Cause this dude was standin' resembled a thug
He had a hoodie on, he had a beanie on
Then he looked and said “little nigga, get on”
I thought he was droppin' off toys
He was pickin' up toys in his bag with poise
So of course I'm mad and I yell for moms
All a sudden now, he ain't calm
She came out runnin'
Gun in hand
Lettin' off shots
At the crack man
She hit him in the leg and he was still runnin'
Jumped out the window and she was still gunnin'
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
T'was the night before Christmas
And all through the house
Nuthin' but a crackhead
Tryna steal the gifts and get out
But little does he know
Mama got a Gat
Rat-a-tat-tat nigga just like that
[Bridge]
I'm Santa Claus
I'm tryna get all your shit
'Cause I just don't care
I'm takin' stuff
I'm gettin' lines
I'm slidin' away
I'm doin' fine
I don't care
Smokin' crack
Doin' things that make you feel
I'm just crazy in its feels
Just like this cuz I'm for real
Takin' gifts
Stealin' shit
Really don't care
Fuck that shit
It's all about what I wanna take
In your house
I take your cake, your cookies, your milk, and your gifts, and your trees
Nigga please
I love crack
Like you love Christmas Eve
Nigga please, please
