Lyrics Santa Baby - Baby Tate

Santa Baby

Oh, Santa
Santa, baby
Santa, baby
Santa, baby, can you slip a sable up under my tree?
Oh, Santa, baby, want some diamonds if they come from Tiffany
Tell me what you got for me, baby
Flyin' private on a jet from The Pole
Tell me what you got for me, Santa, baby
'Cause I really wanna know
Hey Saint Nick, what you got for me?
I been an awful good girl to ya, babe
When you come to my house on Christmas Eve
I’ll have cookies and some good champagne
So hurry down my chimney tonight
With the keys to a yacht, and that’s really not a lot
Plus I want a new 650i
But that Bimmer look cleaner when all my diamonds sit inside
So can I get a ring?
'Cause I hear somethin' in your bag goin' jing-a-ling-a-ling
Tell me, is that all for me?
Tell everybody that they presents got some no deliveries
I want Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada
Wrap it up and seal it with a bow
If everybody don’t get they gifts tomorrow
It can be our little secret and nobody has to know, oh
Santa, baby, can you slip a sable up under my tree?
Oh, Santa, baby, want some diamonds if they come from Tiffany
Tell me what you got for me, baby
Flyin' private on a jet from The Pole
Tell me what you got for me, Santa, baby
'Cause I really wanna know
I can’t wait to wake up on Christmas mornin'
I’ma look up under my tree and see everything that I wanted
And I hope that you remember 'bout the house 'cause that’s so important
I need a pool on the roof so I’m swimmin' in the clouds
Can you do that for me?
Santa, tell me what’s up in the bag
'Cause I need some brand new bundles real, real bad
And I know that we just chillin', but I need a feelin'
I mean, for Christ’s sake, Santa, tell me what the deal is
You said you was leavin' Mrs. Claus
But I see some lipstick stains on your draws
I know it’s not from me because it looks real cheap
Gimme all the presents, I’ll be happy as can be (Ohh-oh-oh)
Santa, baby, can you slip a sable up under my tree?
(Ohh-oh-oh)
Oh, Santa, baby, want some diamonds if they come from Tiffany (Ohh-oh-oh)
Tell me what you got for me, baby
Flyin' private on a jet from The Pole (Ooh)
Tell me what you got for me, Santa, baby (Oh)
'Cause I really wanna know
Santa, baby (Ohh-oh), can you slip a sable up under my tree?
(Ohh-oh-oh)
Oh, Santa, baby (Ohh-oh), want some diamonds if they come from Tiffany (Hoo-oh)
Tell me what you got for me, baby
Flyin' private on a jet from The Pole (Oh-oh)
Tell me what you got for me, Santa, baby
'Cause I really wanna know (Really wanna know)
'Cause I really wanna know, uh
I really wanna know, uh
I really wanna know, uh
Can you slip a sable up under my tree
Want some diamonds if they come from Tiffany
All the presents in your bag, are they for me?
In there, in there, in there for me?