Lyrics Trap Santa - DDG

Trap Santa

Ho ho ho ho ho ho
Ayo, Santa!
Trap Santa, pullin' up in a Phantom
He from the North Pole, flew in from Atlanta
Country grammar like he from Alabama
He substitute the reindeer for black panthers
Santa gon' make it rain (Rain), Santa gon' make it snow (Snow)
Santa got seven elves (Seven), but he got plenty hoe’s (Ho ho ho ho)
Santa like Christmas trees (Yeah), Santa like cookie dough (Sss)
Trap Santa, Trap, Trap Santa (Ahh)
Christmas comin' early for me this year
Hop up in the sleigh and put that thang into gear
She do what Santa say, bring that thang over here
Big bag, big checks, yeah, that’s what she like to hear
Trap Santa, pullin' up in a Phantom
He from the North Pole, flew in from Atlanta
Country grammar like he from Alabama
He substitute the reindeer for black panthers
(Is that Santa?)
[Chorus: Nakkia Gold &
DDG
Trap Santa, Trap, Trap Santa (Yeah, I be dippin' through your hood)
Trap Santa, Trap, Trap Santa (And if you see me, say, «What's good»)
Trap Santa, Trap, Trap Santa (Yeah, I be dippin' through your hood)
Trap Santa, Trap, Trap Santa
(DDG, yeah)
Send those trappers through it all winter, man, I can’t wait (Yeah)
Presi’s bustin' out them wrappers and it’s late, late
I told Santa skip them houses if them cookies ain’t baked
I bought Birken bags for Christmas, baby, Santa ain’t fake
Bae, I’m him, bae, I’m him (No cap)
Tatted on my body, I’ma ink up every limb
Got a shorty in New York, I’m finna send her ass some Timbs
I ain’t trippin' on no gifts 'cause I just made another M, huh
Ho ho ho, huh, Merry Christmas
It’s like every time I bust I become very distant
I don’t know bro like that, our friendship is very business
Trap Santa got them racks for the hoe’s every Christmas
Trap Santa, pullin' up in a Phantom
He from the North Pole, flew in from Atlanta
Country grammar like he from Alabama
He substitute the reindeer for black panthers
(Is that Santa?)
Trap Santa, Trap, Trap Santa (Yeah, I be dippin' through your hood)
Trap Santa, Trap, Trap Santa (And if you see me, say, «What's good»)
Trap Santa, Trap, Trap Santa (Yeah, I be dippin' through your hood)
Trap Santa, Trap, Trap Santa
Yeah, I got packs, on packs, on packs (Pack)
New coupe all black, on black, on black
New bae, she don’t know how to act (Act)
I hit it back, to back, to back
From the bank to the mall
Yeah, I know you want it all
Yeah, I’m short, money tall
I’ma show you how to ball (Let's go)
Trap Santa, he ain’t got no manners
Gucci slippers and some red and white pajamas (Gucci, Gucci, Gucci)
Pull up at 3 AM 'cause she don’t check the cameras (Uh)
Ain’t got no chimney so I bust in with the hammer (Yeah)
Christmas comin' early for me this year
Hop up in the sleigh and put that thang into gear
She do what Santa say, bring that thang over here
Big bag, big checks, yeah, that’s what she like to hear
Trap Santa, pullin' up in a Phantom
He from the North Pole, flew in from Atlanta
Country grammar like he from Alabama
He substitute the reindeer for black panthers
(Is that Santa?)
Trap Santa, Trap, Trap Santa (Yeah, I be dippin' through your hood)
Trap Santa, Trap, Trap Santa (And if you see me, say, «What's good»)
Trap Santa, Trap, Trap Santa (Yeah, I be dippin' through your hood)
Trap Santa, Trap, Trap Santa