Santa Baby
Joseph Simmons Keith Murray Mase Onyx P. Diddy Salt-N-Pepa Snoop Dogg & The Christmas All Stars Lyrics


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It was December 24 on hollis after the dark
My man santa saw a rabbi and gave the strangest remark
He said that giving was his living and I had to take part
So I grabbed a bag of goodies and I hopped up on his cart
I laced the pockets of the poor and gave the hoodie a play
Dropped some dollars up on hollis and I went on my way
I hear your jingle Mr. Kringle peep the single, my man
So Santa hit a brotha off and come as quick as you can!

Santa baby
Just slip a benzo under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, light blue
I'm looking for a fly guy, like you
So hurry down the chimney tonight

Now all mase know
When it's eight twenty-four
He be looking at the door for the ho ho ho
'Cause I know
When there's a Christmas uptown
Ain't no chimney for santa to come down

Now to me, pd I had a lot
Appreciated everything that I got
Though I used to take my pops
Who ain't caught me shaking the box
'Cause I knew I couldn't wait till it turned 12 o'clock

Cookies and milk
Satin and silk
I'm chillin in the living room, wrapped in a quilt
I'm waiting on this fat red suit wearing-comparing
My gifts to my homeboy next door to me
A gift here, none there, but who cares
My little sister needs a comb just to braid her nappy hair
But here we go again waiting on the enemy
To slide down the chimney
Look here, that ain't reality

Santa baby
Just slip a benzo under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, light blue
I'm looking for a fly guy, like you
So hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa baby, are you really real?
Chris kringle
Let me see you make my pockets jingle (ching ching)
We need some jobs in the ghetto
Too much gangbanging where kids are playin
I hear the church bells ringing
On Christmas eve
I believe
Jesus-calling me
Forget the gifts and the shopping lists
And the new kicks
Your just falling for tricks
(You better praise him)

Santa baby
Just slip a benzo under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, light blue
I'm looking for a fly guy, like you
So hurry down the chimney tonight

It's the gritty-the grimy
The low down, the shifty
Yo sticky, christmas time in the city
Late night, stars are bright
We gettin rocked!
With the 50 St. Nicholas
Start rippin' this

It's the Grinch who stole Christmas
Climbin' down ya chimney
Kids open up they gifts
They all gonna be empty
Just like mine was
I hate to say it
But if I wasn't a boy I wouldn't have had nuthin to play wit!

On December 25th I knew I wasn't getting jack
When I saw Santa Claus on the corner buying crack
I ran up on him with the Cadillac and asked him "yo what's up with that? "
He said "There ain't no Christmas kid" and I can't get him back
Back in the days, Christmas was deep
My moms put presents under the tree while I played sleep
And peeped ha! Santa Claus never gave me nuthin
Seen them mad faces, lying and frontin
So do some good to the ghetto, Mr. Chris Kringle
Come and stay awhile, kick it with god's angel
Take and acknowledge my wisdom and understand
That santa claus is a black man
Word up

Santa baby
Just slip a benzo under the tree for me
A '98 convertible, light blue
I'm looking for a fly guy, like you
So hurry down the chimney tonight





Santa baby
Just slip a benzo under the tree for me

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Santa Baby" by various artists including Joseph Simmons, Keith Murray, Mase, Onyx, P. Diddy, Salt-N-Pepa, Snoop Dogg, and The Christmas All Stars describe experiences related to Christmas in the ghetto. The opening lines of the song talk about December 24 in Hollis, where someone sees Santa Claus talking to a Rabbi about his job of giving to the poor. The character then takes part in Santa Claus's giving of goodies to the poor. The song also talks about the Christmas spirit of giving, as well as the expectations of receiving gifts. Finally, the song criticizes the lack of opportunities in the ghetto.


The lyrics reveal how Christmas is celebrated in the ghetto, including the hardships faced by the residents. The expectation of getting gifts is high, as exemplified by the request for a '98 convertible car. The absence of Santa Claus in the ghetto, as well as the absence of opportunities and jobs, is also highlighted in the song. The songwriters also use humor to communicate these experiences, reflecting the reality of life in the ghetto.


Line by Line Meaning

It was December 24 on hollis after the dark
It was late on Christmas Eve in the Hollis neighborhood.


My man santa saw a rabbi and gave the strangest remark
Santa Claus saw a rabbi and made an unusual comment.


He said that giving was his living and I had to take part
Santa said that he makes his living by giving and I should do the same.


So I grabbed a bag of goodies and I hopped up on his cart
I collected a bag of gifts and got on Santa's cart.


I laced the pockets of the poor and gave the hoodie a play
I gave gifts to the less fortunate and played with my hood.


Dropped some dollars up on hollis and I went on my way
I left some money on Hollis and continued on my journey.


I hear your jingle Mr. Kringle peep the single, my man
I hear you ringing, Santa Claus. Check out my song.


So Santa hit a brotha off and come as quick as you can!
Santa gave me a gift and promised to come quickly.


Just slip a benzo under the tree for me
Put a brand new car for me under the Christmas tree.


A '98 convertible, light blue
A light blue convertible made in 1998.


I'm looking for a fly guy, like you
I want a cool guy like you, Santa.


Now all mase know
Mase knows the truth.


When it's eight twenty-four
When it's eight twenty-four.


He be looking at the door for the ho ho ho
He waits for Santa to arrive.


Ain't no chimney for santa to come down
There's no chimney for Santa to come down.


Now to me, pd I had a lot
To me, P. Diddy, I had a lot.


Appreciated everything that I got
I was grateful for everything I received.


I used to take my pops
I used to steal gifts from my father.


Who ain't caught me shaking the box
Who never caught me shaking the gifts.


'Cause I knew I couldn't wait till it turned 12 o'clock
Because I couldn't wait until midnight.


Cookies and milk
Leaving cookies and milk for Santa.


Satin and silk
Wearing comfortable clothes.


I'm chillin in the living room, wrapped in a quilt
Relaxing in the living room covered with a blanket.


I'm waiting on this fat red suit wearing-comparing
I'm waiting for Santa to come while comparing him to his usual attire.


My gifts to my homeboy next door to me
Comparing my gifts to my neighbor's gifts.


A gift here, none there, but who cares
Some gifts here, no gifts there, but it doesn't matter.


My little sister needs a comb just to braid her nappy hair
My sister needs a comb to braid her curly hair.


But here we go again waiting on the enemy
But we are waiting for the enemy.


To slide down the chimney
To come down the chimney.


Look here, that ain't reality
But that's not real life.


Santa baby, are you really real?
Santa, are you really an actual person?


Chris kringle
Another name for Santa Claus.


Let me see you make my pockets jingle (ching ching)
Make me rich.


We need some jobs in the ghetto
We need jobs in the poor neighborhoods.


Too much gangbanging where kids are playin
There's too much gang violence around children.


I hear the church bells ringing
I hear the sound of church bells.


On Christmas eve
On Christmas Eve.


I believe
I have faith.


Jesus-calling me
Jesus is calling me.


Forget the gifts and the shopping lists
Forget about gifts and shopping lists.


And the new kicks
And the new shoes.


Your just falling for tricks
You're just being fooled.


(You better praise him)
You should praise Jesus.


It's the gritty-the grimy
It's the dirty, disgusting parts of town.


The low down, the shifty
The dark, devious people.


Yo sticky, christmas time in the city
Hey, it's Christmas time in the city.


Late night, stars are bright
It's late at night and the stars are shining.


We gettin rocked!
We're having a good time.


With the 50 St. Nicholas
With the street named 50 St. Nicholas.


Start rippin' this
Let's start enjoying ourselves.


It's the Grinch who stole Christmas
It's the villain from the movie who stole Christmas.


Climbin' down ya chimney
Coming down the chimney.


Kids open up they gifts
Children open their presents.


They all gonna be empty
They're all going to be disappointed.


Just like mine was
Just like mine was when I was a child.


I hate to say it
I don't like to admit it.


But if I wasn't a boy I wouldn't have had nuthin to play wit!
If I wasn't a boy, I wouldn't have had anything to play with.


On December 25th I knew I wasn't getting jack
On December 25th, I knew I wasn't getting anything.


When I saw Santa Claus on the corner buying crack
When I saw Santa Claus buying drugs on the street corner.


I ran up on him with the Cadillac and asked him "yo what's up with that? "
I confronted him with a Cadillac and asked what he was doing.


He said "There ain't no Christmas kid" and I can't get him back
He said there is no Christmas and he couldn't be found.


Back in the days, Christmas was deep
Christmas was more meaningful in the past.


My moms put presents under the tree while I played sleep
My mother put gifts under the tree while I pretended to be asleep.


And peeped ha! Santa Claus never gave me nuthin
So I checked and realized that Santa had never given me anything.


Seen them mad faces, lying and frontin
I saw people pretending to be happy with their gifts.


So do some good to the ghetto, Mr. Chris Kringle
Do something good for the poor neighborhoods, Santa.


Come and stay awhile, kick it with god's angel
Come stay for a while with a messenger of God.


Take and acknowledge my wisdom and understand
Listen to and understand my advice.


That santa claus is a black man
That Santa Claus is a black man.


Word up
Agreed.




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., TAMIR MUSIC
Written by: JOAN JAVITS, PHILIP SPRINGER, TONY SPRINGER

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