Santa Baby
Salt-N-Pepa Lyrics

It was December 24 on hollis after the dark
The story began on a dark December 24th in Hollis

My man santa saw a rabbi and gave the strangest remark
Santa saw a Jewish man and said that he loved to give and wanted others to participate

So I grabbed a bag of goodies and I hopped up on his cart
The singer grabbed a bag of presents and got onto Santa's cart

I laced the pockets of the poor and gave the hoodie a play
The artist gave gifts to the less fortunate and enjoyed doing so

Dropped some dollars up on hollis and I went on my way
The artist donated money and continued on his journey

I hear your jingle Mr. Kringle peep the single, my man
The singer heard Santa's sleigh bells and asked him to listen to a song

So Santa hit a brotha off and come as quick as you can!
Santa agreed to come quickly and give a gift

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
The artist asked for a car for Christmas and wanted Santa to come quickly

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
The artist knows that Santa can't come down chimneys in certain areas and will be waiting at the door instead

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
The artist appreciated what he received for Christmas and used to sneakily shake his presents because he couldn't wait for Christmas morning

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
The singer is enjoying Christmas with cookies and a soft blanket, but is also comparing his gifts to his neighbor's. He realizes that not everyone has the same opportunities and mentions his sister needing a comb for her hair. He also believes that waiting for Santa is not realistic.

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)
The artist questions if Santa is real and asks him to bring jobs to the ghetto instead of toys. He mentions the violence in the area and hears church bells ringing. He believes that Jesus is calling him and reminds others to focus on the true meaning of Christmas.

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
The city may be rough and dirty, but Christmas is still celebrated with bright stars and music. The singer is excited to celebrate with his friends on St. Nicholas Avenue.

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!
The singer compares the reality of Christmas to the story of the Grinch who stole it. He explains that many kids won't receive any gifts and shares his own past experiences.

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
The singer shares a painful memory of seeing Santa buying drugs on Christmas day. He then describes how his mother used to put presents under the tree and how he never received gifts from Santa. He asks Santa to visit the ghetto and acknowledge the struggles of his people, reminding him that Santa can be a black man too.

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
The song ends with the artist once again asking Santa for a car and to come quickly.