Huh, where it's at

I been searching

And now I

Yo, it's Chrismas Eve and I'm looking for my PS3

I been creepin and crawlin and searching underneath the tree

Listen to me Santa, what you want from me?

I don't want an XBOX or Nintendo Wii

Because other game systems be sucking like a nipple

All I want this year is that PS triple

So give it to me Santa

Or you might get dealt with

I got a snowball that you might get pelt with

So look into my eyes

Don't ask me why

I want to play Tony Hawk, nigga

Skate or die

And I heard a scary voice and almost shit my drawers

He said, "Who's talking shit about Santa Claus?"

I said that's on a need-to-know basis

But when I see Santa Claus I'm a punch him in his braces

And then I'm a rip off his beard

He said, "Why don't you try it? I'm standing right here" (What?)

Yes, my name is Santa

And yes, I was born in Atlanta

Yes, I like to fuck til the early morn

Bust a holiday load on your mama's arm

Yo ho ho, my name is Santa Claus

My beard is softer than a million panda paws

And if you wanna get fucked nigga raise your fist

I got a mouth full of gold and a sleigh full of gifts

I'm out of here

Ey nigga you got a lead pen I could use?