Yo what's your name, let me holler at you real quick
Aw come on, don't do me like that
It's Christmas Eve, what you tryin' to do
Ay girl, you look good and it's cuffing season
We should link up I can think of a couple of reasons
We can keep each other warm under the covers this evening
Cancel any plans you got with other brothers this weekend, 'cause
Mrs. Claus, where you been all my life
I'm trying to find out if you've been naughty or nice
You're so bad, I might have to just make you my wife
I love your personality and your exactly my type, yo
I wanna be your Santa
If you want, we can do a couple things on camera
In a one horse open sleigh, on my way to Atlanta
Gotta drop these gifts off, Christmas Eve is bananas
But when I get back to the North Pole it's on
We can make sweet love 'til the early morn
I'm bout to play a Christmas song you never heard before
'Cause you got everything I want, and curves galore
I wanna be your Santa
Listen girl I wanna be your Santa
Oh ok, hello hello I see you
You lookin' real nice in the blue
But I think you'd look better in red, instead
Look shorty, tis the season to be treatin' ourselves
And I can tell, you've been spending all your time around some elves
How 'bout you hop in this sleigh, and take a trip around the globe
But can I slip into your chimney if it get's too cold
Just playing, yo I'm saying though, gimme a call
I'm not like them other Santa's who be workin' at the mall
You can sit on my lap, wait, maybe that's weird
How 'bout I let you pat my belly and tug on my beard
And I can 'be your Santa', let's get in the mix
I'm wide open startin' on December 26th
I got nothing but gifts, don't let me get in my bag
Not to brag, but one night and you'll be waving a white flag
To surrender you love, and be the new Mrs. Claus
As if I was talkin' slick, just to get the drawers
Why you wasting time in your sheets made of silk with rookies
Come to the North Pole, and don't forget the milk and cookies
You know what I'm tryin to do, I wanna be your Santa
Yeah girl I wanna be your Santa
I'm saying though we kind of busy in the workshop right now but
Yo after the holiday, we can kick it,
I got your letter, I'll pull up in the sleigh, couple reindeer
Shoot what you doing on New Years
Amerigo Gazaway - Be Your Santa (feat. Dillon) Lyrics
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Yo what's your name, let me holler at you real quick
Aw come on, don't do me like that
It's Christmas Eve, what you tryin' to do
Ay girl, you look good and it's cuffing season
We should link up I can think of a couple of reasons
We can keep each other warm under the covers this evening
Cancel any plans you got with other brothers this weekend, 'cause
Mrs. Claus, where you been all my life
I'm trying to find out if you've been naughty or nice
You're so bad, I might have to just make you my wife
I love your personality and your exactly my type, yo
I wanna be your Santa
If you want, we can do a couple things on camera
In a one horse open sleigh, on my way to Atlanta
Gotta drop these gifts off, Christmas Eve is bananas
But when I get back to the North Pole it's on
We can make sweet love 'til the early morn
I'm bout to play a Christmas song you never heard before
'Cause you got everything I want, and curves galore
I wanna be your Santa
Listen girl I wanna be your Santa
Oh ok, hello hello I see you
You lookin' real nice in the blue
But I think you'd look better in red, instead
Look shorty, tis the season to be treatin' ourselves
And I can tell, you've been spending all your time around some elves
How 'bout you hop in this sleigh, and take a trip around the globe
But can I slip into your chimney if it get's too cold
Just playing, yo I'm saying though, gimme a call
I'm not like them other Santa's who be workin' at the mall
You can sit on my lap, wait, maybe that's weird
How 'bout I let you pat my belly and tug on my beard
And I can 'be your Santa', let's get in the mix
I'm wide open startin' on December 26th
I got nothing but gifts, don't let me get in my bag
Not to brag, but one night and you'll be waving a white flag
To surrender you love, and be the new Mrs. Claus
As if I was talkin' slick, just to get the drawers
Why you wasting time in your sheets made of silk with rookies
Come to the North Pole, and don't forget the milk and cookies
You know what I'm tryin to do, I wanna be your Santa
Yeah girl I wanna be your Santa
I'm saying though we kind of busy in the workshop right now but
Yo after the holiday, we can kick it,
I got your letter, I'll pull up in the sleigh, couple reindeer
Shoot what you doing on New Years
Aw come on, don't do me like that
It's Christmas Eve, what you tryin' to do
Ay girl, you look good and it's cuffing season
We should link up I can think of a couple of reasons
We can keep each other warm under the covers this evening
Cancel any plans you got with other brothers this weekend, 'cause
Mrs. Claus, where you been all my life
I'm trying to find out if you've been naughty or nice
You're so bad, I might have to just make you my wife
I love your personality and your exactly my type, yo
I wanna be your Santa
If you want, we can do a couple things on camera
In a one horse open sleigh, on my way to Atlanta
Gotta drop these gifts off, Christmas Eve is bananas
But when I get back to the North Pole it's on
We can make sweet love 'til the early morn
I'm bout to play a Christmas song you never heard before
'Cause you got everything I want, and curves galore
I wanna be your Santa
Listen girl I wanna be your Santa
Oh ok, hello hello I see you
You lookin' real nice in the blue
But I think you'd look better in red, instead
Look shorty, tis the season to be treatin' ourselves
And I can tell, you've been spending all your time around some elves
How 'bout you hop in this sleigh, and take a trip around the globe
But can I slip into your chimney if it get's too cold
Just playing, yo I'm saying though, gimme a call
I'm not like them other Santa's who be workin' at the mall
You can sit on my lap, wait, maybe that's weird
How 'bout I let you pat my belly and tug on my beard
And I can 'be your Santa', let's get in the mix
I'm wide open startin' on December 26th
I got nothing but gifts, don't let me get in my bag
Not to brag, but one night and you'll be waving a white flag
To surrender you love, and be the new Mrs. Claus
As if I was talkin' slick, just to get the drawers
Why you wasting time in your sheets made of silk with rookies
Come to the North Pole, and don't forget the milk and cookies
You know what I'm tryin to do, I wanna be your Santa
Yeah girl I wanna be your Santa
I'm saying though we kind of busy in the workshop right now but
Yo after the holiday, we can kick it,
I got your letter, I'll pull up in the sleigh, couple reindeer
Shoot what you doing on New Years
Writer: Amerigo Gazaway, Dillon Maurer
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid