Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Plain Pat
Programming
BoogzDaBeast
Programming
Kanye West
Vocals
Kid Cudi
Vocals
Louis Prima
Sampled Artist
Shirley Ann Lee
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louis Prima
Songwriter
Kanye West
Songwriter
MIKE DEAN
Songwriter
Scott Mescudi
Songwriter
Cydel Young
Songwriter
Dexter Mills
Songwriter
Eli Linnetz
Songwriter
Eli Russell Linnetz
Songwriter
Jahmal Gwin
Songwriter
Noah Goldstein
Songwriter
Patrick 'Plain Pat' Reynolds
Songwriter
Shirley Ann Lee
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kanye West
Producer
MIKE DEAN
Mixing Engineer
Zack Djurich
Engineer
Noah Goldstein
Engineer
Mike Malchicoff
Engineer
William J. Sullivan
Engineer
Jess Jackson
Mixing Engineer
Sean Solymar
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jenna Felsenthal
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Down the chimney, he will come
With his great big smile
And you'll find that even the kiddies
Are swingin' in the latest style
Oh, oh, oh
What is Santa bringing?
Oh, oh, oh
What is Santa bringing?
It feels so good it should cost
Bought a alligator, I ain't talkin' Lacoste
Made me say, "Ugh, uh"
Like I'm mixing Master P and Rick Ross, uh-uh
She seem to make me always feel like a boss, uh-uh
She said I'm in the wrong hole, I said I'm lost, uh-uh
She said I'm going too fast, I'm exhausted
Now drop to your knees for the offerin'
This the theme song, oh something wrong
Might need an intervention for this new dimension
That's too new to mention, or fit in a sentence
If I get locked up, I won't finish the sent-
Oh, oh, oh
What is Santa bringin'?
Oh, oh, oh
What is Santa bringin'?
Gettin' loose while I'm on the deuce, see me roll out
Watch you surf, hit the coast, and this feelin', I got
Plenty of bitches for the evening, we could journey, we off
For the light that guide us home, we in the moment, oh-oh
Such a lost boy, caught up in the darkest I had
What's the cost, boy? Losing everything that I had
She been on me, boy, unless you got something to tell
Sittin', waitin' for me slippin', yeah, I'll see you in hell
Tell the cougar get up off me, no, my soul ain't for sale
All the evils in the world, they keepin' on me for real
I really hope the Lord heard me, we all live in sin
Kids See Ghosts off the ropes, Ric Flair on your bitch
Now this the theme song, this the theme song
The put the beams on, get your, get your dream on
But you don't hear me though, drama, we let it go
Watch the guitars roll and let your friends know
Oh, oh, oh
What is Santa bringin'?
Oh, oh, oh
What is Santa bringin'?
Just do that and then let the music do something
And then do that again, that'd be enough for a record
I mean, you only want two and a half minutes
If you can get it, you know, three minutes max
Writer(s): Scott Ramon Seguro Mescudi, Louis Prima, Kanye Omari West, Mike G. Dean
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