[Intro Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
Black Santa, yeah
Yeah, they call me Black Santa
I dropped a bag on the floor in Atlanta
Houston, Dallas, Miami
They write me letters, I'm like "Please, don't spam me"
[Verse 1: Chance the Rapper]
Sitting on my lap (Clap), rubbing on my back (Clap)
Talking in my ear while Santa busting down these racks (Clap)
Spread it down my arm and they surround us like a pack
Throw it in the air, they get to running out the back
You know dancers get to blissin' when Santa's in the kitchen
I'll be in your city Monday with magic in the chicken
The bartenders give me high fives, the dancers is my beehivе
Known 'em since a knee high, our throwback pics is deep fried
Back whеn Follies was still Follies
Back when Taboo was still G5ive
Tell 'em we'll roll through dolo [?] round two and roll up a three-five
So many singles, so many bottles
So many sections, so many places
So many gifts but whatever it's takes
To see the looks on all of their faces
[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
Black Santa, yeah
Yeah, they call me Black Santa
I dropped a bag on the floor in Atlanta
Houston, Dallas, Miami
They write me letters, I'm like "Please, don't spam me"
Black Santa, black stars
Black rims, black Phantom
Black flag, black bandana
I'm a star but they call me Black Santa
[Verse 2: Jeremih]
[?]
Ride it like a Scat Pack
Girl, you got a Hellcat
[?]
Taking off your gift wrap
I'm a Black Santa I got racks and Goyard babe
Smoking like a chimney on that za
You wanna do something freaky off that dome I'm like cool
[?] sticking out your tongue
[?] shake that dun-dun-dun-dun-dun
I might [?] your driveway
You [?] now you hotter than a fireplace
It's the winter but I'm [?]
What you want? Get you higher than a skyway
Woah, touch your toes
I'm like Santa with these rolls
Do it fast, take off slow
[?] I'm like Santa
Throwing money on these ho-ho-ho-hoes
We get drunk, drinking liquor [?]
[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
Black Santa, yeah
Yeah, they call me Black Santa
I dropped a bag on the floor in Atlanta
Houston, Dallas, Miami
They write me letters, I'm like "Please, don't spam me"
Black Santa, black stars
Black rims, black Phantom
Black flag, black bandana
I'm a star but they call me Black Santa
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