Santa Baby - Baby Tate

Oh, Santa

Santa, baby

Santa, baby

Santa, baby, can you slip a sable up under my tree?

Oh, Santa, baby, want some diamonds if they come from Tiffany

Tell me what you got for me, baby

Flyin' private on a jet from The Pole

Tell me what you got for me, Santa, baby

'Cause I really wanna know

Hey Saint Nick, what you got for me?

I been an awful good girl to ya, babe

When you come to my house on Christmas Eve

I’ll have cookies and some good champagne

So hurry down my chimney tonight

With the keys to a yacht, and that’s really not a lot

Plus I want a new 650i

But that Bimmer look cleaner when all my diamonds sit inside

So can I get a ring?

'Cause I hear somethin' in your bag goin' jing-a-ling-a-ling

Tell me, is that all for me?

Tell everybody that they presents got some no deliveries

I want Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada

Wrap it up and seal it with a bow

If everybody don’t get they gifts tomorrow

It can be our little secret and nobody has to know, oh

Santa, baby, can you slip a sable up under my tree?

Oh, Santa, baby, want some diamonds if they come from Tiffany

Tell me what you got for me, baby

Flyin' private on a jet from The Pole

Tell me what you got for me, Santa, baby

'Cause I really wanna know

I can’t wait to wake up on Christmas mornin'

I’ma look up under my tree and see everything that I wanted

And I hope that you remember 'bout the house 'cause that’s so important

I need a pool on the roof so I’m swimmin' in the clouds

Can you do that for me?

Santa, tell me what’s up in the bag

'Cause I need some brand new bundles real, real bad

And I know that we just chillin', but I need a feelin'

I mean, for Christ’s sake, Santa, tell me what the deal is

You said you was leavin' Mrs. Claus

But I see some lipstick stains on your draws

I know it’s not from me because it looks real cheap

Gimme all the presents, I’ll be happy as can be (Ohh-oh-oh)

Santa, baby, can you slip a sable up under my tree?

(Ohh-oh-oh)

Oh, Santa, baby, want some diamonds if they come from Tiffany (Ohh-oh-oh)

Tell me what you got for me, baby

Flyin' private on a jet from The Pole (Ooh)

Tell me what you got for me, Santa, baby (Oh)

'Cause I really wanna know

Santa, baby (Ohh-oh), can you slip a sable up under my tree?

(Ohh-oh-oh)

Oh, Santa, baby (Ohh-oh), want some diamonds if they come from Tiffany (Hoo-oh)

Tell me what you got for me, baby

Flyin' private on a jet from The Pole (Oh-oh)

Tell me what you got for me, Santa, baby

'Cause I really wanna know (Really wanna know)

'Cause I really wanna know, uh

I really wanna know, uh

I really wanna know, uh

Can you slip a sable up under my tree

Want some diamonds if they come from Tiffany

All the presents in your bag, are they for me?

In there, in there, in there for me?