Lyrics:
climb how would you react
Tip toeing by the surface enough
Shit you bound to dive in if it ain't opening up
Yeah I just glide by the holiday lights
Blue flag fly like bangarang
Twisting up my fingers bitch gang gang
Movin R T A ain’t no other way
The shit that I’m saying take heed
I shoot it
I met a girl
I met a girl, on a holiday
Yeah, I met a girl on a holiday
When she smiled she took my breath away
Was it love?
Most certainly
introduced the drugs to hip hop.
It wasn’t just hip hop because it goes way back
To Billie Holiday, when the drugs entered, an that’s a fact.
An from
in the car with the lights and
By the next day she'll be callin' me Mike
Fuck wit me
Ay
Baby come fly out to Cali wit' me
There ain't no broke boys
of hit's
Chinese food makes me sick
And I think it's fly when girls stop by
For the summer for the summer
I like girls that wear Abercrombie & Fitch
I'd take
through the city, Deck bonds
I get my hands dirty, Nikes scuffed, sweat pouring
Still I stay fresh with the fly white linen
Duece times 5, that's my type
year that's just flown by
Has been one happy holiday for two
Christmas to Christmas, wrapped in your arms
Love is always in the season, and always so
holiday
Say goodbye to keeping time
Wasting away down by the coast
Pacifico and chasing lime
Easy living down in paradise
Pour me another one
Make
Made It
Aye
Entrepreneurs "We Made It"
Yeah
We Made It
Yeah
She say that she working on Holidays just to get Holiday Pay
I told her, that I can just
a holiday
You a angel with wings so let's fly away
Know we all born to die like what Lana say
Make me proud so I put you in Prada bae
Tryna put you to bed
to you here on the holidays
Hearing you say merry Christmas
It just warms my heart, man
It's like soul food, like fired okra
Dude, I'm having a great
Eyes wide mine, suddenly everything
Flies by fine, mind goes on holiday
In its stead, clicking along the curb
Clucking tongues how could they have
in it
Got the lobby in it, Tommy in it
The trunk got a body in it
Niggas be like he bodying it
Ziplock full of J's
Closet full of J's walking on
My
on the wall im by my lonesome
Holding a burner boy I fuck around and toast them
Diamonds ocean in the droptop im coasting
Took so many J's to the face I'm
Dark Knight
Check mes fly guys
Kicker sur cette sale vibe
Ouais j'suis dans l'vice
Jack ice, pipelines en slayt
Bagarre à la Maglite
Ciccio Bello by
Japanese, Spanish, Indian, Negro and Vietnamese
MC's, Disc Jockeys to all the fly kids and the young ladies
Introducin' The Crew ya got to see to believe
You pulling up on me, then feeling up on me
Got me breathless, I can't breathe
I'm the only one you need
I'm gon' put you to bed, like J.Holiday said
I can spot your bitch from a mile away
Valentine in that pussy, it's a holiday
(Uh, you losing money, I windmills Dr. J
She going to follow my
And like Chicago winds, I was once a Street Disciple
Rockin' every Jordan shoe, Nike put out by Michael
That made me feel like I could fly, sometimes I
shower
I got gucci for the registry
Overindulging over-impulsive
Over my clothing
Chains on my
Shoulders is bulging
Can't explain range rovers
By
race by grace not by my pace I focus on lane of faith I follow the narrow way! no holiday I put you before my face
Sorry for my mistakes against your
J.Rich till I buried that guy
Father Heaven sent the cadence and I married that fly
Look
J.Rich had pride had to sever that side
I was on the rode to hell
feeling like a holiday
Go 'head and pack up 'cause we going for a drive
Feeling kindy fly with a shorty by my side
We ridin' through the night
Yeah we
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