(Rap (J-BOOG) This year Your boy went all out Let me sit down and tell you what um talkin about Now what's sumthin you can imagine So I dun have ta explain Oh just picture the North Pole Relaxin in my chain and my gurl She's bad, so bad, whoa! Havin a gurl like Boog's gonna become the new fad When you're walkin to my house You're gonna be given a map Cuz if you turn the wrong corner, you won't find your way bakk But um sleepy now So, I'm gone off the track Bye, goodight! Holla (Chorus (x2) Santa hooked me up this year Santa hooked me up this year Santa hooked me up this year So let me tell you what I got fo Christmas this yea Santa hooked me up with a Bentley 4-door Now a 100-million-dolla G4 Santa wuz generous Gave me a gang of money More ice than the North Pole More karatz than Bugz Bunny This year forget the socks abd the Christmas tree I got a Benz 1200 Ain't even hit the streetz I got a 3-way pager And a matching set Got an iced-out chain That put a crick in my neck (Chorus (x2) This year was too sick Santa Claus got me that 6 With that doubled out kit Too clean, fresh white, gangsta lean You kno how I do, when I get on the scene Santa Claus, "SC" is what I call his name He give me too much I think Santa got crazy But anywayz, thank you for all the giftz I left them hot cookiez, but just dun forget it (Chorus (x2) (Lil Fizz) Now Christmas is my favorite time of year I got red forces with red Polo gear Red Chanel ski hat, plus a Cadillac With diamond in the bakk Sittin on the scene with shiny gold D's OOOOOH Ice crush soda can Chrome on the left hand And a walkman-you got a walkman When I get all this Man I thought it wuz great! But I wuz bad this year So Santa made a mistake (Chorus (x2)