Trick Daddy - Ain't No Santa (Bonus Mix) Lyrics
(Trick Daddy Talking)Turn It up, Because I have something to say ya'llYa'll pay attention ova there Repersenting Page CountyYou know what I'm saying?Everybody doin songs talking about what they gatand they jewelry and they cars,i want to talk about somethingwe never had shit, be real(Trick Daddy)And there damn sure aint no Santa Clause because,if it was like Santa what happen to Thingsgiving dinnerwhile ya'll was dreaming of a white ChristmasI was out chillen wit my niggas out stealin trying to make a livingand if I robe for a millionI just hope god would forgive me after i spent it on his childrenSee I was born in da struggle 89 stepdaddy's me and my motherand ten others, Lets see thats 3 sisters, 7 brothersall we had was each other and i did 'cause I love'mI never seen a flying raindeer so if rudoff called dawgya'lljust tell him I aint here,and I aint da grinch who like to stillChristmas,but if u pay attenion there a lesson to learn just listinSee I beleave dat da children know our future but if u don't risethem right they'll grow up and shoot cha(Chorus)2x24,73,65aint no christmas in da ghettojust tryin' na stay alivehe neva even seem themhe never even hear themonly HO HO HO, Is da Hoes i know(Trick Daddy)I was born amunch raseism, thats why the police hate me and Icam see it in their facesyeah they wanna give nigga cases andthey wanna see me in jail hellthey can't wait to take me,wanna hog tie me and take my bar,take me off around Christmas cracker don't make me runIf you know the moral to the words of this song,what about the words of Rodney King "Can we all get along?",huh cause niggas just when I nervus back,matter fact sent them ova there where them terorist,and they aint coming back till Bin Lodenand all thoes fighters are founddead shoot up in the mountins of Airkida(Chorus)2x(Trick Daddy)Mr. President tell me why my people doin badsome blacks wit no dads doin bad shooting badand fo sho getting a limo got a wardrobeI'm stuck wearing dis niggas clotheshell I go to school and dem teachers straight dog meI try to learn but my brain just wont, I'm not dumb but madand sad which I should be,you tryed framing me, I'm forced to live wit out a jobor work at Mike D's ori could robe circut city and get 5 or 3,slanga kane its no thing but I'm scared to of tab,and if you think im gonna changethan cracker you can kiss my ass(Chorus)4x
