Buck Santa

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the pad The Regulars was ballin and gearin like mad When all of a sudden someone kicked in the door People dive under the tables who had seen him before A dirty dog's face and a dog school hat A louis raw suit and a .45 gat And this is why he said... [Verse 1] Merry what? Who gives a fuck about St. Nick Satan with his claws and his devilish gifts I wish I would catch Santa Tipsy off the whiskey, climbin down the chimney A bullet in his head would be the remedy for all my childhood memories Now what's a tree got to do with nativity? You know, the birth of Christ-- Mary, son Messiah to the so-called chosen ones Now if you really believe and ya gots to achieve Jeremiah: 10 "Be not the way of the heathen" Who goes in the forest, cuts down a tree Bring it back home and treat it like it's family You give it presents, drape it in gold Incorporate it with some white devil from the north pole Ho, Ho ,Ho's Is what we seem to be And a bottle of rum to drink away the memory I hope Santa catch a cap like a Kennedy I'm the originator from now to infinity I hope Santa catch a cap like a Kennedy Booyaka, for all my childhood memories [Chorus] Buck Santa, say what? Buck Santa I really wish I would catch ya comin through my hood Its on on sight, the moment I see Rudolph's red light I'ma blast the silence of night, nigga Uh, Buck Santa, Say what? Buck Santa, Buck Santa, Buck Santa Say what? Buck Santa, Buck Santa, Buck Santa I really Wish I would catch ya comin through my hood It's on on sight, the moment I see Rudolph's red light I'ma Blast the silence of night, nigga [Verse 2] I got a present for Santa and his reindeers 9 Months Pregnant, I aborted Baby New Years Uh, the thanks was given, what? but cupid lied He died on the fourth of july, he was crucified He and the Easter Bunny, the silly rabbit Laid green eggs cause he was fuckin St. Patrick All the presidents was very hesitant Cause last Memorial Day they killed all they veterans [Chorus] Buck Santa, Say what, Buck Santa I really wish I would catch ya comin through my hood It's on on sight, the moment I see Rudolph's red light I'ma Blast the silence of night nigga Buck Santa, Say what, Buck Santa I really wish I would catch you comin through my hood It's on on sight, the moment I see Rudolph's red light I'ma blast the silence of night, nigga