[Verse 1] “Santa… gotta gun” oo o
Black Santa pull up in the sleigh
Red coat, black shades, make way
He check the shelf with a cold calm grin
If it got a little gun, he bag it right in
Action figures lined up in a row
He point at the shelf like, “Yo, let’s go”
Space cop, ninja, little plastic crew
If it come with a blaster, he scoopin’ two
He say, “Wrap it up, put it in the sack”
“Kids want the toy with the snap, click, crack”
Store clerk blink, like, “You sure, man?”
Black Santa nod, “Yeah, that’s the plan”
(Black Santa)
(He’s the real black Santa)
[Pre-Chorus] Santa… gotta gun
Santa… gotta gun
Hear the bells go jingle
Hear the receipts run long
He don’t browse, he don’t linger
He know what the kids been on
[Chorus] Santa… gotta gun
Santa’s gotta gun
Santa’s gotta gun
Black Santa in the aisle
And he buying every one
Santa’s gotta the guns
Santa’s gotta the guns
If the toy box packs heat
He already said, “Son”
(Real black Santa)
(Black Santa, black Santa)
[Verse 2] Santa… gotta gun
He got a cart full of chrome on chrome
Plastic sidearms headed home
Little cowboy pack, little hero set
He say, “Put that one back? Nah, not yet”
He move through aisle seven, smooth and proud
Whole toy section talking loud
“Sir, do you need help?” “I’m good,” he said
“I just need the ones with the cap on the head”
He buy for the kids, he buy for the crew
He buy the ones that go pew-pew
No fuss, no flex, just a heavy load
Bag full packed for the winter road
They ask his name, he say it twice
Black Santa smiles, cool as ice
And the whole front end start to sing along
When he roll out clean with the bling and the songs
[Chorus] Santa… gotta gun
Santa’s gotta gun
Santa’s gotta gun
Black Santa in the aisle
And he buying every one
Santa’s gotta the guns
Santa’s gotta the guns
If the toy box packs heat
He already said, “Son”
(Black Santa)
(He’s the real black Santa)
[Bridge] Santa… gotta gun
Midnight snow on the parking lot
Cart full heavy, he forgot nothing hot
He lift that sack with a confident swing
Every kid get the wild little king
(Oh-oh)
(Black Santa)
(Oh-oh)
(He’s the real black Santa)
[Santa… gotta gun ….
Santa’s gotta gun
Santa’s gotta gun….
Black Santa in the aisle
And he buying every one
Santa’s gotta the guns
Santa’s gotta the guns
If the toy box packs heat
He already said, “Son”
(Real black Santa)
(Black Santa, black Santa) Santa… gotta gun …….
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