Deck The Halls (Deluxe Edition) Lyrics

I feel like Saint Nick every time I bend through the town

I'm the man in my section I can show you around

I ain't got no toys in my sack but it's a whole quarter pound

I'm drinkin' Henn and egg nog you know that is goin' down

No I ain't Santa Claus

But I got a big bag and I'm bout to spend it all

My hustle gift wrapped so I told her deck the halls

Them niggas big mad they can't even get involved

Girl I'm a big boss but baby I'm not Santa Claus

So tell them folks I'm on my way

Doin' drop-offs like I'm Santa I might touch your town today

I'm a cold mama-jama I be workin' while you in pajamas

Tryna keep the balance I'ma give em' more than they can handle yeah

Workin' like I'm Santa when I'm on the play then I bumped into a pretty face who say she workin' late

Then she see my Chevrolet that be my sleigh and it's candy paint

She gon' get this candy cane today if she look my way

Pardon me for bein' forward baby I ain't come to play

I'm busy round' this time of year I'm wanted all around the place

You know I ain't come to stay I just came here to get a taste

Told that hoe to pump her brakes matter of fact get out my face yeah

When it's time to skate I gotta go I can't be late yeah

Roll a paper plane and take me to another state yeah

Then I smile and wave as I finally make my way ayy

But you know that I can't leave without my cookie plate yeah

I feel like Saint Nick every time I bend through the town

I'm the man in my section I can show you around

Ain't got no toys in my sack but it's a whole quarter pound

I'm drinkin' Henn and egg nog you know that it's goin' down yeah

No I ain't Santa Claus

But I got a big bag and I'm about to spend it all

My hustle gift wrapped so I told her deci the halls

Them niggas big mad they can't even get involved

Girl I'm a big boss but baby I'm not Santa Claus

Santa Claus I kill the game in overalls

Spring summer winter fall

I'll show these niggas how to ball yeah

I be slippin' dark when I mix my egg nog

Chillin' by the fire logs as I take a load off yeah

All these other niggas fraud I'm a tell it all

Baby I'm the real Santa Claus I ain't in the mall

I be workin' hard you can probably catch me after dark

Rawlin' up your dog when I'm creepin' in and out your yard yeah

Tell her lock her jaw speak on nothin' that you saw yeah

Know it's martial law when you fuckin' with the boy yeah

Know it might be wrong but you know she like to talk

Like she workin' for the blogs that's why I don't stay that long

Plus you know that's not where I belong I got Mrs Claus

Don't know what you thought but I gotta leave you in the dark

Soarin' high above the stars when I'm takin' off

But I'll be around this time next year to break you off yeah

I feel like Saint Nick every time I've bend through the town

I'm the man in my section I can show you around

Ain't got no toys in my sack but it's a whole quarter pound

Im drinkin' Henn and egg nog you know that it's goin' down yeah

No I ain't Santa Claus

But I got a big bag and I'm about to spend it all

My hustle gift wrapped so I told her deck the halls

Them niggas big mad they can't even get involved

Girl I'm a big boss but baby I'm not Santa Claus