Smoked Out Santa

Album cover art for "Smoked Out Santa" by Big Freedia

Big Freedia - Rap, Holiday

Smoked Out Santa

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Duration: 4:03

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[Intro] Ooh, it's Christmas again, girl Ooh, child, it's Christmas again, girl, the best time of the year Ooh, child Ooh, it's a little chilly You cold? I'm cold, girl Did you get the weed? Bitch, where is the weed, Miss Thing, girl? (Ooh, that's strong) Where is the tree? [Refrain] Oh, Christmas trees, oh, Christmas trees I break you down and grind it Oh, Christmas trees, oh, Christmas trees I roll you up and light it [Interlude] I hope you brought the lighter Girl, oh my god Oh, you brought it Did I ever tell you that time? No, you didn't tell me 'Bout with me and Santa, we got high, bitch What happened? Did I ever tell you that? Tell me everything, girl [Verse 1] I had the midnight munchies so I went downstairs I went for Santa's cookies that I had left therе I baked these spеcial, they were handled with care I hope that Santa like 'em and I wanted to share But my munchies were so strong, next thing I knew they were gone I looked at my plate, there were nothing but crumbs I heard a loud noise, it was coming from my chimney Is it really Santa or is someone out to get me? And what to my bloodshot eyes would appear Santa in my house grinning ear to ear [Interlude] He so happy Girl, tell me was he Black, bitch? Yes, Miss Thing, he was black, blacker than ever [Verse 2] Holy shit, I ate your cookies but I rolled us a blunt We can spark it in the sleigh or at the crib if you want I got goodies, I got swishers, I got papers, I got raws Let me grab a lighter, no, I won't tell Ms. Claus He said, "Ho, ho, ho Let's get high, high, high" We get on the sleigh to take a ride (You ready?) He pulled out his whip as I lit the blunt He say "Dancer," he say "Prancer Y'all can do what you want Rudy, lead the troops 'cause we gon' cruise for a while" Then he turned to me like, "Pass the weed, my child" He hit the shit so hard then he started to choke I said, "Santa, take it easy, we got plenty of smoke I got indica, sativa and even moon rocks (What you smoke?) Santa, let me take you to my favorite spot" [Interlude] Where you gonna take him? Girl, where did you take him? Bitch, please tell me where you took Santa Ooh, I heard his stomach growling, girl [Verse 3] Now we swerving through the hood, we done smoked ten blunts I heard his belly growling, I say, "Santa, what you want?" He said, "Ho, ho, ho, I'm so high, high, high It really don't matter, just wanna get by" I'ma take you to some food 'cause I know it's finger lickin' We went to Manchu, we got the five minute chicken He said, "Son, this food is off the chain (So good) I can't wait 'til we smoke again" Then we rolled, then we choked, then we smoke some mo' I say, "Santa, are you high?", he say, "You already know" Then I laughed and I laughed, I say, "Santa, stop playing" But next Christmas Eve you know where I'm staying [Refrain] I got the weed, I got the trees I'll see you next year, Santa (See you later) I got the weed, whatever you need I got so high with Santa [Interlude] Girl, he was, I was like, ho, ho, ho, when I tell you I was high, high, high Girl, I didn't wanna tell Santa bye, bye, bye Girl, this was the best night of my life Bitch, I was smoking with Santa That was legendary, bitch [Refrain] Oh, Christmas weed, oh, Christmas weed I wanna smoke and light it Oh, Christmas weed, oh, Christmas weed I wanna smoke and light it Oh, where's the weed? We got the weed We roll it up and light it Oh, where's the weed? We got the weed We roll it up and light it

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Credits

Writers
  • Big Freedia
  • Miles Comaskey
  • Owen Hobson
  • Ryan Chavez
  • Boyfriend (USA)