Millie Pulled A Pistol On Santa - De La Soul

"If you will suck my soul 
I will lick your funky emotions" 
This is the stylin' for a little that sounds silly 
But nothin' silly about triflin' times of Millie 
Millie  a Brooklyn Queen originally from Philly 
Complete with that accent that made her sound hilly billy 
Around this time  the slammin' joint was Milk is Chilin' 
But even cooler was my social worker Dillon 
Yeah  I had a social worker 'cuz I had some troubles 
Anyone who'd riff on me, I'd pop their dome like bubbles 
He'd bring me to his crib to watch my favorite races 
That's how his daughter Millie become one of my favorite faces 
She had the curves that made you wanna take chances 
I mean on her, man, I'd love to make advances 
I guess her father must 'a got the same feelin' 
I mean, actually findin' his own daughter Millie appealing 
At the time no one knew but it was a shame 
That Millie became a victim of the touchy-touchy game 
Yo Millie, what's the problem, lately you've been buggin' 
On your dukie earrings, someone must be tuggin' 
You were a dancer who could always be found clubbin' 
Now you're world renowned with the frown you're luggin' 
Come to think your face look stink when Dill's around you 
He's your father-what done happen-did he ground you? 
You shouldn't flip on him 'cuz Dill is really cool 
Matter of fact, the coolest elder in the school 
He hooked up a trip to bring us all the Lacey 
He volunteered to play old Santa Claus at Macy's 
Child, ya got the best of pops anyone could have 
Dillon's cool, super hip, you should be glad 
Yeah, it seemed that Santa's ways were parallel with Dillon 
But when Millie and him got him, he was more of a villain 
While she sl