Lyrics:
holiday
Daddy rocking his speedo
Baby rock a teenie meenie
Dongadongdongdong
The yellow polka dot bikini
Daddy kicking fucking back
Chillin' by
to the socks
I ain't switchin' up shit, on God, but a Glock (damn)
J's at the door, they ain't even gotta knock
Shit beatin' at the door, when it jumped out
Back on the road again
I had a little woman in Memphis
She wanted to be my bride
She said, settle on down, traveling man
You can stay right by my
beard's stickin' out
Y'all don't want no witness shit, we squeeze hammers mang
Bullets breeze by you, like Lousiana mang...
But I gotta feed Tianna
to light the way
Remember a holiday in a north of England town
You slept in a room upstairs on a bed of eiderdown
Mary Skeffington, when you wake
You
it when I passed you
There's an ache in you
Put there by the ache in me
But if it's all the same to you
It's the same to me
So we could call it
Now I have a story that I'd like to tell
About this guy you all know him, he had me scared as hell!
He comes to me at night after I crawl into bed
I'm gonna light this Christmas joint and pass it around to my friends
I'm gonna burn these holiday trees and smoke this one down to the end
Now
and bottles of gin
No holidays off we go Holiday Inn
Some ice on my chest and some blunts for the win
Bitch go ask your friends
You arching your back girl I
to yourself
And maybe new years you can tell
All of your friends about the time
You made my holidays a hell
Yet for some idiotic reason
When I see you're all
Tonight I'll stay by your side
And I wonder when we will rise
Holidays are over
Our friends are home
Put out the candles
Leave us here alone
Sunday
just some dogs
[Method Man]
By any means necessary, it's on
B****, your f***ing with a dog, all I want to do is bury some bones
Take a piss
an attack by an unknown enemy
Huh
Yeah
Huh
Uh
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker, "Fetch"
I'm fuckin'
checks for unexpected marriages and kids
J's aged forty with the house and the holidays
Ray is snorting line and is betting his life away
Both the same age
paint her pretty, break her bed
She hold me by my chain, I know she'll love me when I'm dead like
White Tee - bloodstained, cause she really like me
J
M.J.Van
365 days, everyday we hustle from Monday to Sunday
We seeking for update, Mobese mi soro
I keep my eyes on the prize cos' no one fit run my
in the bleachers
They try to play hard and tough by the skin
But I know they the weakest they lacking the patience
I gotta be real, stay humble I mean
Gotta show you bae
You go always make the stay
For life we go celebrate
Every day na holiday
Oni every holiday
Chilling by the waves
When she
asleep
On your side of the bed,
Don't look at me,
Don't look at you...
I'm reeling in the music
And I've only had a few.
And I'm afraid
By the way we grow
an attack by an unknown enemy
Huh
Yeah
Huh
Uh
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker, "Fetch"
I'm fuckin'
From the moment I go to bed 'till I wake up
All day, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah)
So I go straight at opponents' heads with this
You sent me a postcard - With an empty bed
Sheets all messed up - Unmade
From your holiday in Greece - Where you were for two weeks
With a Fellini
Don't fuss we seein eye to eye
I push the 6 and pass by you're 5
And rush hour in ya ride
Your girl by my side
We gon crush tonight right?
ray j chorus:
on me, nigga, ain't no pickin' on me
We veterans so it's better if you go get your army
A thug holiday is where your body lay
Me and Trick Daddy come
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