Intro (Beat lourd, ambiance sombre, avec un léger tintement de cloches en fond) Yeah, it’s still me, ridin’ through the snow. But now it’s a different game… Still Santa. --- Couplet 1 Used to drop toys, now I’m movin' that green, Christmas Weed in the bag, if you know what I mean. The North Pole’s mine, elves runnin' the floor, Ain’t no candy canes, just pounds at the door. Switched up the hustle, now I’m countin’ stacks, Used to sleigh gifts, now I’m pushin’ packs. They said I fell off, nah, I just changed lanes, Rudolph still leads, but now he’s movin' strains. Still wearin' red, but the game’s gone black, The cartel’s here, Santa’s never lookin’ back. --- Refrain (rappé, percutant) Still Santa, runnin' the show, Turned the sleigh into a ride, now it’s full of snow. Still Santa, I ain’t slowin' down, From the North to the block, I own this town. Still Santa, watch me flip the script, Turned the toys into green, now I’m stackin’ it quick. Still Santa, ain’t nothin' changed, From the gifts to the grams, I’m runnin' the game. --- Couplet 2 Mrs. Claus sayin' I lost my way, But now the whole world’s tryin' to buy what I spray. The workshop flipped, it’s a lab on fire, Elves workin' overtime, meet the supplier. Used to laugh, used to say "Ho ho ho," Now it’s all business, where the dollars flow. You thought it was toys, but now it’s trees, Christmas cheer swapped for them Christmas G’s. I’m still the boss, still in control, But now I’m pushin’ product instead of soul. --- Refrain (rappé, percutant) Still Santa, runnin' the show, Turned the sleigh into a ride, now it’s full of snow. Still Santa, I ain’t slowin' down, From the North to the block, I own this town. Still Santa, watch me flip the script, Turned the toys into green, now I’m stackin’ it quick. Still Santa, ain’t nothin' changed, From the gifts to the grams, I’m runnin' the game. --- Pont (parlé) They said Christmas was about joy and cheer, But now it’s cash, and I’m the dealer here. I’m still Santa, still bringin' the cold, But now it’s got weight, and it’s pure gold. --- Refrain (final avec force) Still Santa, runnin' the show, Turned the sleigh into a ride, now it’s full of snow. Still Santa, I ain’t slowin' down, From the North to the block, I own this town. Still Santa, watch me flip the script, Turned the toys into green, now I’m stackin’ it quick. Still Santa, ain’t nothin' changed, From the gifts to the grams, I’m runnin' the game.
