Da Ebonics Crimmus Pome Wuz de night befo' Crimmus 'n all over d' hood Erey body wuz sleepin' an sleepin' reel good We hunged up our stockins' An hopeded like heck That ol' Sanna Claws Be a'bringin' dat check All o' de fambly wuz layin' in bed while Ripple 'n T'bird Roar thru' dey head I'se out on th' flo' right next to my maw when I heered such a fuss, thunk: it mus' be d' law! Lookeded out th' bars what covers my do' 'spectin' the shurf with a paper. f'sho! 'n what did I see? I says, "Lawd, look-a dat!" They'z a HUGE water'mellon Pulled by giant wharf rats Now, all o' dese yeers, Sanna Claws he be white But looks like us bros gits a black one tonight Faster'n a polees car, my home boy he came He whupped on dem wharf rats 'n called 'em by name "On Leroy, on Lonzo, 'n on Willie Lee On saphire, 'n Shaneekwa Dey wuz a sight to see He landed dat mellon out dere in th' street, I knew it was sho' the damndest thing I seen He didn't use no chimbly he picked the lock on my do' An i sez to myself, ****, he done THIS befo' He had dis big bag, full o' presents, I speck Wid Air Jordans 'n fake gold to hang roun' my neck. But he lef' no good presents Jus' stole all my crap Took my guns, 'n my drugs and my new burglar's kit Wid my stuff in th' bag, out d' winder he flew I wouldda tried to ketch 'im but he stoled my knife, too He jump on dat watermellon an whipped out a switch He was gone in a secont, dat sunuvagun Nex' year I be hopin' 'Nutha Sanna we git cuz dis here Sanny Claws he ain' wurth a crap !