Lyrics:

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, everybody
Check it out
It's that time of year, get ready to funk it up, fly girls, fly guys
Hey, you don't like Santa
Punk rockers, natty dreds, check it out, ha, ha, ha, ha
You're too skinny
It ain't the wack, for a definite fact
It's Christmas, Jack
You're not really Santa Clause
Cool out!
Without a doubt, ha ha
I never saw Santa Clause wearing sunglasses
Christmas time!
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!
Besides it's winter
One-two, one-two
Merry Christmas, ho, ho, ho
Y'all

Well it's on and on and on, on and on
Christmas rapping to the break of dawn
'Cause it's just about that time of year
But this a-Christmas time, baby have no fear
We be shockin' the house, then a rockin' it well
I'm gonna take you on down to the depths of hell
I'm gonna tell you what a-Christmas is all about
We're gonna rock, shout and scream and shout
We're gonna tu-tu-turn it out ya see
We're gonna crash, bash, smash it up
And Jack and Ginger Rogers and the buttercup
Like a Son of Sam with his .44
He be coolin' out, well don't a-have it no more
One-two y'all
Beat-beat y'all
It's the beat, the beat that's freak y'all
That body rock
You don't, you don't, you don't, you don't stop

'Cause I'm a Fab 5 Freddy, love
From a-rockin' the beat from the skies above
'Cause I was born and raised on the Hancock Street
Where I listened to the sounds of the disco beat
Then I keep the wack from off my track
A toy-toy MCs know I got it like that
Now it's Christmas, now it's Christmas time
And it's knockin' right at your door
So you boogie on down to your favorite store
You pull out your roll and then you count your dough
To buy your girl a, a new mink stole
The champagne, yes, a-caviar
Rapture
A Colt 45, def Jaguar
A couple of grams of the nicest snow
And keep it Christmas time on, on, on the go, on the go
You don't stop
(Check, check, check, check, check, check it out)

Christmas time, once again
For all ya fellas, all your best friends
For your girl, your fella too (Ah yeah)
I want to rock your mind boogaloo
(I need that beat, beat, beat, that beat, beat, beat)
You wanna have a good time with someone
You wanna turn it out, all the time
Booty, booty, too
Christmas, merry Christmas time
Put it in your booty and take it down
That hip-hop hopper, you don't stop-stop
Boogie too
That body rock, that body rock
Ha baby, yeah baby
You don't, you don't drive me crazy
Yeah baby, baby, baby, ba-baby
Yeah baby, baby
Without a doubt y'all
Without a doubt y'all
And it's a fact y'all
Not the wack
'Cause it's not the wack
It's not the wack
It's not the wack
It's not the wack
Check, check, check it, check it out
Check it, check it
Fab 5 Freddy, exactly what you be about (Fab!)
Step to the funky, funky beat
I rock you on, on, on, out your seat
As you feel the bass all in your face
We rock you down
The highs is in your eyes, we make your nature rise
It's the beat that make you move your feet, seven days a week
A merry, merry, merry Christmas
Merry, merry, merry Christmas
Because we got it like that
We got it, we got it, we got it like that
We let you know, but that's a fact
Listen baby doll, I live down the block
I come down to your house at nine o'clock
Together, baby doll, we can rock the spot
With you on the bottom and me on the top
I woke up in the morning, and I had the munch
And I reach for a box of Cap'n Crunch
When I put the Crunch into the bowl
I found out the milk was six weeks old
A-one-two y'all, check, check y'all
We don't, we don't
Don't, dibby don't, don't, don't, don't stop a-that body rock
That hippie-dibbie hop and ya don't, ya don't stop
I wanna get on the mic and make a deaf man clap
And when I get on the mic the girls scream and shout
They wanna know what Fab 5 is all about
I said listen fly girl of what I got to say
I wanna rock your mind until the break of day
I wanna rock you down until the break of dawn
Merry, merry, merry, merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas
And when you rock with-with my funky song
And then you know Fab 5 is all about
I said listen fly girl of what I got to say
I wanna rock your mind until the break of day
I wanna rock you down until the break of dawn
Merry, merry, merry, merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas
And when you rock with-with my funky song
And with a Christmas time I'll make ya blow...
Hippie-dibbie hop dib-a-skibbie-dippie doo
I do the Patty Duke, I do the Patty Duke
(Beat beat)
Come on y'all do the Patty Duke
Just a-throw your hands up in the air
(One-two, one-two)
A Christmas beat like you just don't care
One-two baby doll, check out the rapper
One-two
Go by the name of Fab 5 Freddy

I do the Patty Duke, I do the Patty Duke
(Beat beat)
Come on y'all do the Patty Duke
Just a-throw your hands up in the air
(One-two, one-two)
A Christmas beat like you just don't care
One-two baby doll, check out the rapper
One-two
Go by the name of Fab 5 Freddy, love
From the skies above
Ain't the wack
Ain't the wack
Ain't the wack
When I get into my shit I'm gonna let you know
Like who I am, I'm on stereo
Fab 5 Freddy, love, I'm running the game
I'm going all the way to the halls of fame
Beat beat y'all
Beat beat y'all
Beat beat
Beat, beat, beat
And you don't stop that body rock