[{"id":30438189,"name":"Santa Baby","trackName":"Santa Baby","artistName":"Rev Run","albumName":"A Very Special Christmas 3","duration":242.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It was december 24 on hollis after the dark\nMy man santa saw a rabbi and gave the strangest remark\nHe said that giving was his living and I had to take paro\nSo I grabbed a bag of goodies and I hopped up on his cart\nI laced the pockets of the poor and gave the hoodie a play\nDropped some dollars up on hollis and I went on my way\nI hear your jingle mr. kringle peep the single, my man\nSo santa hit a brotha off and come as quick as you can!\nSanta baby\nJust slip a benzo under the tree for me\nA 98 convertible, light blue\nIm looking for a fly guy, like you\nSo hurry down the chimney tonight...\n3: ma$e\nNow all mase know\nWhen its eight twenty-four\nHe be looking at the door for the ho ho ho\nCause I know\nWhen theres a christmas uptown\nAint no chimney for santa to come down\n4: puffy daddy\nNow to me, pd I had alot\nAppreciated everything that I got\nThough I used to take my pops\nWho aint caught me shaking the box\nCause I knew I couldnt wait till it turned 12 oclock\n5: snoop doggy dogg\nCookies and milk\nSatin and silk\nIm chillin in the living room, wrapped in a quilt\nIm waiting on this fat red suit wearing-comparing\nMy gifts to my homeboy next door to me\nA gift here, none there, but who cares\nMy little sister needs a comb just to braid her nappy hair\nBbut here we go again waiting on the enemy\nTo slide down the chimney\nLook here, that aint reality\nSanta baby\nJust slip a benzo under the tree for me\nA 98 convertible, light blue\nIm looking for a fly guy, like you\nSo hurry down the chimney tonight...\n6: salt & pepa\nSanta baby, are you really real?\nChris kringle\nLet me see you make my pockets jingle (ching ching)\nWe need some jobs in the ghetto\nToo much gangbanging where kids are playin\nI hear the church bells ringing\nOn christmas eve\nI believe\nJesus-calling me\nForget the gifts and the shopping lists\nAnd the new kicks\nYour just falling for tricks\n(you better praise him)\nSanta baby\nJust slip a benzo under the tree for me\nA 98 convertible, light blue\nIm looking for a fly guy, like you\nSo hurry down the chimney tonight...\n7: fredro starr\nIts the gritty-the grimy\nThe low down, the shifty\nYo sticky, christmas time in the city\nLate night, stars are bright\nWe gettin rocked!\nWith the 50 st. nicholas\nStart rippin this\n8: sticky fingaz\nIts the grinch who stole christmas\nClimbin down ya chimney\nKids open up they gifts\nThey all gonna be empty\nJust like mine was\nI hate to say it\nBut if I wasnt a boy I wouldnt have had nuthin to play wit!\n9: keith murray\nOn december 25th I knew I wasnt getting jack\nWhen I saw santa claus on the corner buying crack\nI ran up on him with the (blur) and asked him yo whats up with that?\nHe said there aint no christmas kid and I cant get him back\nBack in the days, christmas was deep\nMy moms put presents under the tree while I played sleep\nAnd peeped ha! santa claus never gave me nuthin\nSeen them mad faces, lying and frontin\nSo do some good to the ghetto, mr. chris kringle\nCome and stay awhile, kick it with gods angel\nTake and acknowledge my wisdom and understand\nThat santa claus is a black man\nWord up\nSanta baby\nJust slip a benzo under the tree for me\nA 98 convertible, light blue\nIm looking for a fly guy, like you\nSo hurry down the chimney tonight...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Santa Baby\n  artist: Rev Run\n  album: A Very Special Christmas 3\n  duration_ms: 242000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  It was december 24 on hollis after the dark\n  My man santa saw a rabbi and gave the strangest remark\n  He said that giving was his living and I had to take paro\n  So I grabbed a bag of goodies and I hopped up on his cart\n  I laced the pockets of the poor and gave the hoodie a play\n  Dropped some dollars up on hollis and I went on my way\n  I hear your jingle mr. kringle peep the single, my man\n  So santa hit a brotha off and come as quick as you can!\n  Santa baby\n  Just slip a benzo under the tree for me\n  A 98 convertible, light blue\n  Im looking for a fly guy, like you\n  So hurry down the chimney tonight...\n  3: ma$e\n  Now all mase know\n  When its eight twenty-four\n  He be looking at the door for the ho ho ho\n  Cause I know\n  When theres a christmas uptown\n  Aint no chimney for santa to come down\n  4: puffy daddy\n  Now to me, pd I had alot\n  Appreciated everything that I got\n  Though I used to take my pops\n  Who aint caught me shaking the box\n  Cause I knew I couldnt wait till it turned 12 oclock\n  5: snoop doggy dogg\n  Cookies and milk\n  Satin and silk\n  Im chillin in the living room, wrapped in a quilt\n  Im waiting on this fat red suit wearing-comparing\n  My gifts to my homeboy next door to me\n  A gift here, none there, but who cares\n  My little sister needs a comb just to braid her nappy hair\n  Bbut here we go again waiting on the enemy\n  To slide down the chimney\n  Look here, that aint reality\n  Santa baby\n  Just slip a benzo under the tree for me\n  A 98 convertible, light blue\n  Im looking for a fly guy, like you\n  So hurry down the chimney tonight...\n  6: salt & pepa\n  Santa baby, are you really real?\n  Chris kringle\n  Let me see you make my pockets jingle (ching ching)\n  We need some jobs in the ghetto\n  Too much gangbanging where kids are playin\n  I hear the church bells ringing\n  On christmas eve\n  I believe\n  Jesus-calling me\n  Forget the gifts and the shopping lists\n  And the new kicks\n  Your just falling for tricks\n  (you better praise him)\n  Santa baby\n  Just slip a benzo under the tree for me\n  A 98 convertible, light blue\n  Im looking for a fly guy, like you\n  So hurry down the chimney tonight...\n  7: fredro starr\n  Its the gritty-the grimy\n  The low down, the shifty\n  Yo sticky, christmas time in the city\n  Late night, stars are bright\n  We gettin rocked!\n  With the 50 st. nicholas\n  Start rippin this\n  8: sticky fingaz\n  Its the grinch who stole christmas\n  Climbin down ya chimney\n  Kids open up they gifts\n  They all gonna be empty\n  Just like mine was\n  I hate to say it\n  But if I wasnt a boy I wouldnt have had nuthin to play wit!\n  9: keith murray\n  On december 25th I knew I wasnt getting jack\n  When I saw santa claus on the corner buying crack\n  I ran up on him with the (blur) and asked him yo whats up with that?\n  He said there aint no christmas kid and I cant get him back\n  Back in the days, christmas was deep\n  My moms put presents under the tree while I played sleep\n  And peeped ha! santa claus never gave me nuthin\n  Seen them mad faces, lying and frontin\n  So do some good to the ghetto, mr. chris kringle\n  Come and stay awhile, kick it with gods angel\n  Take and acknowledge my wisdom and understand\n  That santa claus is a black man\n  Word up\n  Santa baby\n  Just slip a benzo under the tree for me\n  A 98 convertible, light blue\n  Im looking for a fly guy, like you\n  So hurry down the chimney tonight...\n"},{"id":31457155,"name":"Santa Baby","trackName":"Santa Baby","artistName":"Rev Run","albumName":"A Very Special Christmas 3","duration":307.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It was december 24 on hollis after the dark\nMy man santa saw a rabbi and gave the strangest remark\nHe said that giving was his living and I had to take paro\nSo I grabbed a bag of goodies and I hopped up on his cart\nI laced the pockets of the poor and gave the hoodie a play\nDropped some dollars up on hollis and I went on my way\nI hear your jingle mr. kringle peep the single, my man\nSo santa hit a brotha off and come as quick as you can!\nSanta baby\nJust slip a benzo under the tree for me\nA 98 convertible, light blue\nIm looking for a fly guy, like you\nSo hurry down the chimney tonight...\n3: ma$e\nNow all mase know\nWhen its eight twenty-four\nHe be looking at the door for the ho ho ho\nCause I know\nWhen theres a christmas uptown\nAint no chimney for santa to come down\n4: puffy daddy\nNow to me, pd I had alot\nAppreciated everything that I got\nThough I used to take my pops\nWho aint caught me shaking the box\nCause I knew I couldnt wait till it turned 12 oclock\n5: snoop doggy dogg\nCookies and milk\nSatin and silk\nIm chillin in the living room, wrapped in a quilt\nIm waiting on this fat red suit wearing-comparing\nMy gifts to my homeboy next door to me\nA gift here, none there, but who cares\nMy little sister needs a comb just to braid her nappy hair\nBbut here we go again waiting on the enemy\nTo slide down the chimney\nLook here, that aint reality\nSanta baby\nJust slip a benzo under the tree for me\nA 98 convertible, light blue\nIm looking for a fly guy, like you\nSo hurry down the chimney tonight...\n6: salt & pepa\nSanta baby, are you really real?\nChris kringle\nLet me see you make my pockets jingle (ching ching)\nWe need some jobs in the ghetto\nToo much gangbanging where kids are playin\nI hear the church bells ringing\nOn christmas eve\nI believe\nJesus-calling me\nForget the gifts and the shopping lists\nAnd the new kicks\nYour just falling for tricks\n(you better praise him)\nSanta baby\nJust slip a benzo under the tree for me\nA 98 convertible, light blue\nIm looking for a fly guy, like you\nSo hurry down the chimney tonight...\n7: fredro starr\nIts the gritty-the grimy\nThe low down, the shifty\nYo sticky, christmas time in the city\nLate night, stars are bright\nWe gettin rocked!\nWith the 50 st. nicholas\nStart rippin this\n8: sticky fingaz\nIts the grinch who stole christmas\nClimbin down ya chimney\nKids open up they gifts\nThey all gonna be empty\nJust like mine was\nI hate to say it\nBut if I wasnt a boy I wouldnt have had nuthin to play wit!\n9: keith murray\nOn december 25th I knew I wasnt getting jack\nWhen I saw santa claus on the corner buying crack\nI ran up on him with the (blur) and asked him yo whats up with that?\nHe said there aint no christmas kid and I cant get him back\nBack in the days, christmas was deep\nMy moms put presents under the tree while I played sleep\nAnd peeped ha! santa claus never gave me nuthin\nSeen them mad faces, lying and frontin\nSo do some good to the ghetto, mr. chris kringle\nCome and stay awhile, kick it with gods angel\nTake and acknowledge my wisdom and understand\nThat santa claus is a black man\nWord up\nSanta baby\nJust slip a benzo under the tree for me\nA 98 convertible, light blue\nIm looking for a fly guy, like you\nSo hurry down the chimney tonight...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Santa Baby\n  artist: Rev Run\n  album: A Very Special Christmas 3\n  duration_ms: 307000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  It was december 24 on hollis after the dark\n  My man santa saw a rabbi and gave the strangest remark\n  He said that giving was his living and I had to take paro\n  So I grabbed a bag of goodies and I hopped up on his cart\n  I laced the pockets of the poor and gave the hoodie a play\n  Dropped some dollars up on hollis and I went on my way\n  I hear your jingle mr. kringle peep the single, my man\n  So santa hit a brotha off and come as quick as you can!\n  Santa baby\n  Just slip a benzo under the tree for me\n  A 98 convertible, light blue\n  Im looking for a fly guy, like you\n  So hurry down the chimney tonight...\n  3: ma$e\n  Now all mase know\n  When its eight twenty-four\n  He be looking at the door for the ho ho ho\n  Cause I know\n  When theres a christmas uptown\n  Aint no chimney for santa to come down\n  4: puffy daddy\n  Now to me, pd I had alot\n  Appreciated everything that I got\n  Though I used to take my pops\n  Who aint caught me shaking the box\n  Cause I knew I couldnt wait till it turned 12 oclock\n  5: snoop doggy dogg\n  Cookies and milk\n  Satin and silk\n  Im chillin in the living room, wrapped in a quilt\n  Im waiting on this fat red suit wearing-comparing\n  My gifts to my homeboy next door to me\n  A gift here, none there, but who cares\n  My little sister needs a comb just to braid her nappy hair\n  Bbut here we go again waiting on the enemy\n  To slide down the chimney\n  Look here, that aint reality\n  Santa baby\n  Just slip a benzo under the tree for me\n  A 98 convertible, light blue\n  Im looking for a fly guy, like you\n  So hurry down the chimney tonight...\n  6: salt & pepa\n  Santa baby, are you really real?\n  Chris kringle\n  Let me see you make my pockets jingle (ching ching)\n  We need some jobs in the ghetto\n  Too much gangbanging where kids are playin\n  I hear the church bells ringing\n  On christmas eve\n  I believe\n  Jesus-calling me\n  Forget the gifts and the shopping lists\n  And the new kicks\n  Your just falling for tricks\n  (you better praise him)\n  Santa baby\n  Just slip a benzo under the tree for me\n  A 98 convertible, light blue\n  Im looking for a fly guy, like you\n  So hurry down the chimney tonight...\n  7: fredro starr\n  Its the gritty-the grimy\n  The low down, the shifty\n  Yo sticky, christmas time in the city\n  Late night, stars are bright\n  We gettin rocked!\n  With the 50 st. nicholas\n  Start rippin this\n  8: sticky fingaz\n  Its the grinch who stole christmas\n  Climbin down ya chimney\n  Kids open up they gifts\n  They all gonna be empty\n  Just like mine was\n  I hate to say it\n  But if I wasnt a boy I wouldnt have had nuthin to play wit!\n  9: keith murray\n  On december 25th I knew I wasnt getting jack\n  When I saw santa claus on the corner buying crack\n  I ran up on him with the (blur) and asked him yo whats up with that?\n  He said there aint no christmas kid and I cant get him back\n  Back in the days, christmas was deep\n  My moms put presents under the tree while I played sleep\n  And peeped ha! santa claus never gave me nuthin\n  Seen them mad faces, lying and frontin\n  So do some good to the ghetto, mr. chris kringle\n  Come and stay awhile, kick it with gods angel\n  Take and acknowledge my wisdom and understand\n  That santa claus is a black man\n  Word up\n  Santa baby\n  Just slip a benzo under the tree for me\n  A 98 convertible, light blue\n  Im looking for a fly guy, like you\n  So hurry down the chimney tonight...\n"},{"id":1858232,"name":"Santa Baby","trackName":"Santa Baby","artistName":"Rev Run & The Christmas All Starts","albumName":"A Very Special Christmas 3","duration":242.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Santa baby, slip a sable under the tree, for me\nI've been an awful good girl, santa baby\nSo hurry down the chimney tonight\n\nSanta baby, a '54 convertible, too, light blue\nWell I'll wait up for you, dear, santa baby\nSo hurry down the chimney tonight, yeah\n\nThink of all the fun I've missed\nThink of all the boys I haven't kissed\nNext year I could be just as good\nIf you check off my Christmas list\n\nSanta baby, I want a yacht and really that's not a lot\nI've been an angel all year, santa baby\nSo hurry down the chimney tonight\n\nSanta, honey, there's one more thing I really do need, the deed\nTo a platinum mine, santa honey\nSo hurry down the chimney tonight\n\nCome and trim my Christmas tree\nWith some decorations bought at Tiffany's\nI really do believe in you\nLet's see if you believe in me\n\nSanta baby, forgot to mention one little thing\nA ring\nAnd I don't mean on the phone, santa baby\nSo hurry down the chimney tonight","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Santa Baby\n  artist: Rev Run & The Christmas All Starts\n  album: A Very Special Christmas 3\n  duration_ms: 242000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Santa baby, slip a sable under the tree, for me\n  I've been an awful good girl, santa baby\n  So hurry down the chimney tonight\n\n  Santa baby, a '54 convertible, too, light blue\n  Well I'll wait up for you, dear, santa baby\n  So hurry down the chimney tonight, yeah\n\n  Think of all the fun I've missed\n  Think of all the boys I haven't kissed\n  Next year I could be just as good\n  If you check off my Christmas list\n\n  Santa baby, I want a yacht and really that's not a lot\n  I've been an angel all year, santa baby\n  So hurry down the chimney tonight\n\n  Santa, honey, there's one more thing I really do need, the deed\n  To a platinum mine, santa honey\n  So hurry down the chimney tonight\n\n  Come and trim my Christmas tree\n  With some decorations bought at Tiffany's\n  I really do believe in you\n  Let's see if you believe in me\n\n  Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing\n  A ring\n  And I don't mean on the phone, santa baby\n  So hurry down the chimney tonight\n"}]