Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the group, Not a member was stirring, not even for a bowl of Froot Loops. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St Driis soon would be there. Member's children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of XBoxes, Baby Phat outfits danced in their heads. And Big Mama in her headscarf, and PawPaw in his doo-rag, Was arguing on Xmas' Eve, She called him an old bastard, he called her a hag.
When out on the lawn, louder than all their racket, PawPaw grabbed his shotgun and then his jacket. He ran to the front door and flew out in a flash, Missed the first step and went sliding down the rest on his ass.
He cussed and yelled as he went sliding on the ice, He got up and fell not once, but twice. When, what to his wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh and some of the group members.
With a Strong, British driver, so lively and remiss, He knew in a moment it must be St Driis. More rapid than rapper Twista words he came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!
Now Tonya, Now Debra, Now Robin and Natasha. On Karen, On April, On Missy and Pamela. On Kelly, On Christina, On Kaydy and Nechelle. Jump on top of the Buick, Bounce off the Escalade Now dash away, dash away.There are gifts to be gave.
As fumes of perfume, cologne and body mist floated thru the air, Mixed with weave glue and flat irons smells for the hair. So up to the house-top the members they flew, With a sleigh full of Goodies and St Driis too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard up above, The pushing and clawing, then someone got shoved. As PawPaw came back in, and was turning around, Down the chimney St Driis came with a bound.
He was dressed in a T-shirt,J eans and one Timberland boot, He said other one was stucked up in the chimney with the ashes and soot. A garbage bag of Toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a Thug from his attire, and started opening his pack.
His eyes-were red and low! his smile was real slick! He said 'wheres the milk and cookies?, while sucking on a toothpick! His cute little mouth was drawn up like a bow, When he said, Sheee'it, I am thirsty & hungry from saying ho, ho, ho!
The stump of a Black & Mild he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath. He has a fine, handsome face and a tight, sexy ass body, He knows he has the look that can get any hottie!
He was a tall, dark, sexy looking elf, And I thought, I wouldn't mind hitting that, myself! A wink of his eye, lick of his lips and a twist of his head, Made me know St.Driis would be hellified and phenomenal in bed .
He didnt say another word, but sat his ass down in PawPaw's favorite chair, And yelled for the members to get their asses down there. He sat and watched them work, eating his cookies and milk, pulled out his Blackberry, then farted & told Big Mama to put on his new hit, Private Garden!
He said we be done here, to his namesake members, The Driisettes, gave a whistle, He turned to Ma and Pa, gave a wink and said you have just been “driisled”. But I heard him exclaim, as he drove away real fast, Merry Christmas to all Idris Elba club members and Driisette Divas, you all have much CLASS!
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