“Christmas In Harlem” is a holiday-themed song by Kanye West featuring CyHi Da Prynce and Teyana Taylor. Released in 2010, the track combines Kanye’s signature production style with festive lyrics, creating an enjoyable and soulful addition to the holiday music catalog. It has become a favorite among fans during the Christmas season. Check out the Christmas In Harlem Lyrics and Video here…

Christmas In Harlem Lyrics

Christmas in HarlemRight after autumn fallsSoakin’ it all inThen we go hit the mallEven though we ain’t ballin’Feels like we bought it allThe mistletoe’s right hereCome give a kiss to Santa Claus

Merry Christmas to all, and all a good nightHuh, now we all livin’ the good lifeYeah, though it’s forty below the wind chillAnd we wipin’ snow up off the windshieldIt’s still, wonderful night to be alive, babyAnd I’m, so happy I’m with my babyAnd we a little late with the Christmas giftsRushin’ for the mall, don’t trip, you know I drive crazyThe streets lit up, it feel like Christmas officiallyTold her that “You the star at the top of my Christmas tree”My only question is, “Where my presents?”She said, “Shhh” she got a gift for me that ain’t for the kids to seeWell, I like the way you think, mamiNow pour some more eggnog in you drink, mamiYou’ve been a bad girl, give Santa three kissesGave her the hot chocolate, she said “It’s Dee-ricious”

And I remember when I couldn’t play Santa ClausNo reindeer’s, just horses and a Panamera PorcsheWe on two fifth shopping, what the damage costI got your fam’ while you bidding in the can up northWoops, I’m at Niemens I hope they still got emYou want the thigh high spikes with the red bottomsLet’s make a toast cause Christ is bornWe gon’ party all night til the lights come on

Yeah, mom and dad I won’t be home for the holidaysI’m over 800 miles awayIn the city that’s so prettyWhere the hustlers dash through the snow without a sleighTell my family that I’m sorry that I gotta stayI’m with Ye at the Macy Day paradeLetting the snow fall on my aviator shadesEven though I’m in New York I’m still reppin’ for the A

On the stoop of that Brownstone shoveling the brownstoneSanta’s on a diet, gotta get the pounds goneDown town got me feeling like it’s Dow JonesBut uptown got me feeling like it’s down homeSnow like sugar hillChains on wheelsWe turn our two doors into snowmobilesWe got our own style, no Soho feelPut on your play clothes, how that logo feel?

Oh, pause for them photo stillsYou don’t wanna miss a momentWhere’s your NoDoz pillsI caught her looking at my Rollie as my mojo spillsSnowflakey on the bezelHope you know those realOkay my white girl VeronicaBlack girl MonicaGot me celebrating ChristmaHanuKwanzaakahRocking dashikis with a yarmulkeWhere the Christmas tree at? Let’s design it up!

Lenox Ave to Saint NickNever seen St NickJust niggas selling the same nicks, the same bricksSame hustlers running up the broadwayThat’s where the snow’s at, taste it, foreplayNo turkey or greens, just Jimbo’sChristmas lights in project windowsShouts to the coldest on my barometerBerkman, Shapiro, Kalina, Hanukkah (My lawyers)

All the flashin’ lights up on a treeThe house lit up ni-iceWit’ your family’s where you wanna beHere on Christmas nightWhen you wake up and you see the giftsDon’t that make you feel go-ood?So since we all snowed in in HarlemLet’s have Christmas in the hoo-hood

All of the flashin’ lightsYeah, when they shine so brightAlways for you and meBaby, you’re Christmas EveIf you like what you seeWon’t you come sit on my knee?Tell me everything that you want‘Cause, baby, I’m your Santa Claus

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