Lyrics:
going on holiday
i'm bent up by your powers
do what you want me to
lie in bed for hours
to get away from you
i'll meet you in the flowers
i'll meet you
the whole night away of love
You lie in bed so bewildered, countin' every teardrop that falls
Pressured by the whole damn dirty business, miles from any
you'll be missing me
When you fly back home
Standing 'neath the Christmas tree
And time moves so slow, don't you know
Spending holidays apart
Is it really
Im on the block today
I was gone cop some j's
But i bought a bundle
I feel like goapele
I'm closer to my dreams
And i want a hundred
Boy do not run
uncle Charlie out cruising with their friends
Picture book, a holiday in August
Outside a bed and breakfast in sunny Southend
Picture book, when you
were high
She said sir can you shed a little holiday cheer
A simple Christmas story was all she wanted to hear
He looked prepared with a smile as he
Flower, Weed
Taking off like a holiday, I'm just tryna roll away (roll away)
I'm social, but not today, find some weed, then I roll away (roll away)
I see
I pray for the better days
Balling with my friends we go celebrate
Chilling with my wife and kids like holiday
Spend a million dollars on a birthday
knees, like
"Please, Lord! Jesus!"
On this team I'm Dr. J
Wit Scott Phree, Khalib, and HOLIDAY!
Wild Cowboy
New spaghetti Western wit Phree
And vodka
another day
Life is just a holiday
Imma hold you by the waist side
We could be like Zack and Kelly like it's Bayside
If you outta town I'll call you
Imma
a holiday
Imma hold you by the waist side
We could be like Zack and Kelly like it's Bayside
If you outta town I'll call you
Imma facetime
Cause I really don't
Peace of mind, I got the night ahead
Don't even gotta worry 'bout a bed
Sunset's on the water, as the night gets closer, closer
Out the blue see this
the crib and the wood got me coughing, layed out, bed frame feel like a coffin
In the green for the week I'll be popping, payed out, doing that holiday
out, grab a white bitch by her titties
Rock wallabies, this is Clarkology
You know copy Starky belong wit the triple technology
Quick wit the pistol,
A holiday, a holiday
the first one of the year
Lord Arnold's wife came into the church
the gospel for to hear
And when the meeting it was done
she
A holiday, a holiday
And the first one of the year
Lord Donald's wife came into the church
The Gospel for to hear
And when the meeting it was done
Tryna cut, no scissors
We gon’ pop, gon’ blow like blisters
When this drop, one way, no stops
I’m giving niggas gifts, no Kwanzaa
No holiday season,
ever your ism
Yeah the sex is beaming
Feels like outer space
I'm on holiday, fuck you, blood on the bed
Gotta look good for the ladies.
People have
Tell them your name
We count our days
By what you’re doing and the ways
You’ve spent your day
Oh aren’t we just glad to see you out of bed
Ooooh
delivered me from slavery, he transformed my life by his word,
Refrain : lola efungwami nazui eyano, n'ekulusu na longi ; :
Le ciel s'est ouvert j'ai reçu
of this intergalactic show, emperor of all known and unknown worlds, the no one knows more than I do about anything, mr grab em by the pussy, president,
every other day
You stay low-key I know
Open your eyes sleepyhead
Put on some clothes, get out of bed
Hey let's go out today
I'll take you by the hand
Arnold
He was standing by his feet
Saying, "How do you like my feather bed
And how do you like my sheets?
How do you like my lady wife
Who lies
you off a date
Really think I'm fuckin with my pay
Ima have to hit it for I skate
Ima have to take a holiday
Smoke a J, wit no holiday
Getting ahead
I
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