I come from a place where it doesn't snow
The same place where Santa don't show
But, baby, don't cry, no, dry your eyes for me now
I got cognac and a whiff of your robe, yeah
Ayy, before I can leave Pampers, all the myths behind Santa
Were unraveled for a youth to be whole
It's so cold for a hot boy in this world all alone
I need you to come and warm up my soul
So Saint Nicholas, if you're listenin'
On my Christmas list something's missin'
Without my baby, I won't make it back home
Ayy, so I don't need the Ghost of Christmas past
To come through and tell me that I missed that road
Whenever I'm with you, you remind me that I never really needed no snow
Drinkin' on egg nog, hide things
Stuffed inside of your stockings
I see me with diamond rings with you
Look in there, know it's just rocky
Stuffed inside of your stockings
I see me with diamond rings with you