Twas da night befo' Christmas and all in the hood
Not a homie was stirring cuz it was all good
The tube socks was hung on the window sill
and we all had smiles up on our grill
Mookie and BeBe was snug in the crib
in the back bedroom cuz that's how we live
and moms in her do-rag and me with my nine
had just gotten busy cuz girlfriend is fine
All of a sudden a lowrider rolled by
Bumpin phat beats cuz the system's fly
I bounced to the window at a quarter pas'
Bout ready to pop a cap in somebody's--
well anyway
I yelled to my lady, Yo peep this!
She said, Stop frontin just mind yo' bidness
I said, for real doe, come check dis out
We weren't even buggin, no worries, no doubt
Cuz bumpin an thumpin' from around da way
Was Santa, 8 reindeer and a sleigh
Da beats was kickin, da ride was phat
I said, Yo red Dawg, you all that!
He threw up a sign and yelled to his boyz,
"Ay yo, give it up, let's make some noise!
To the top of the projects and across the strip mall,
We gots ta go, I got a booty call!"
He pulled up his ride on the top a da roof
and sippin on a 40, he busted a move
I yelled up to Santa, "Yo ain't got no stack!"
he said, "Damn homie, deese projects is wack!
But don't worry black, cuz I gots da skillz
I learnt back when I hadda pay da billz."
Out from his bag he pulled 3 small tings
a credit card, a knife, and a bobby pin.
he slid down the fire escape smoove as a cat
and busted the window with a b-ball bat
I said, "Whassup, Santa? Whydya bust my place?"
he said,"You best get on up out my face!"
His threads was all leatha, his chains was all gold
His sneaks was Puma and they was 5 years old
He dropped down the duffle, Clippers logo on the side
Santa broke out da loot and my mouf popped open wide.
A wink of his eye and a shine off his god toof
He cabbage patched his way back onto the roof
He jumped in his hooptie with rims made of chrome
To tap that booty waitin at home
and all I heard as he cruised outta sight
was a loud and hearty.....
"WEEESST SIIIIDE!!!!!!!"
//.DATS what christmas is all ABOUT.  haha nah im fukkin witcha. late. ___j A n d |R o |
. and erryone is gittin pissed at me cuz im not updatin n e mo. i just want to say hi to everybody agen and now you can read mai shit...(agen) about mai wierdass life...(agen). n thankz 
lol i almost lost mai job in tha process. buh now i think im doing alot better in all mai subjects. 
i could tell brando waz nervous too. it looked like we waz gunna shit. buh yah wen we got der saw peeps we knew said wassah n den spent money. brando pikked up his check and cashed it n i juss went to tha ATM and withdrew bout 100 dollas n blew dat shit on a black akademiks shirt, a black denver nuggets hat, sum pants and a sketchbook. 
mad broke afta dat. it waz funni tho me n brando wanted to buy mo shit buh dint hav n e money. brando waz like "im tired of seein shit i want to buy but i cant. so lets go home." er sutten like dat. so we went home afta dat. i still need mo shit.
...a smoothie...cuz yah she be luvin dose 
nah mean callagreen? haha...oki guyz dass bout it fer now...till den tune in next time fo a mo' complete dose of tha jAndRo mayn...late nookah!!