Lyrics:
Rolling up cookie pack I do not conversate
Serve you bag of a OG on a holiday
I'm never outta shape
These niggas featherweight
I keep two phones
on holiday
Born in the wrong time (wrong time)
Sometimes I feel like my life is punch a line (punch line)
Strung along by the riptide (riptide)
But we aren’t
just fine
Let ourselves just be surprised, all them feelings valid when you realize
Everything flies by, its up to you to choose your prize
Soak
and fly away
Forget the world and everything
Just me and you alone again
No time to waste
Let's go today
I know a place where we can stay
Long as I got
Right within your heart
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style
In the air there's a feeling of Christmas
Children laughing, people
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos
Everybody
but
I'm a be a J-U double G-A-L-O by killin' every body
I call myslef a jugglao 'cause my face painted y'all go ahead and kill the scene
We'll come
Trump, he such a dummy
RIP Bernie 2020
Mouth dry, man I woke up still high
Don't cry at least I didn't die
J'déraille, toujours en train d'fumer pour fly
I
I rock J's with Levi's
I stay fresh on these niggas, outfits match my pistol
I been fly, oh my, I bump chucks with Levi's
Chuck T's and two threes,
time
We could fly away
And take a holiday
Cuz we just wanna feel okay
We just wanna feel okay
We could fly to a place we ain't ever seen
With the all
It's Christmas
I'd rather be by your side baby
Doesn't feel the same without you
Just fly across the world for me
We could be together
Just us two
fly-guy
("Bye bye my wife"
On the day that Di died
She left me for a sky-high
Sci-fi fly-guy)
J-Lo's cocoa
Served by a bonobo
Playing her a so-so
Oboe
where you been like my whole life
Picture paradise with you by my side
Got a j rolled
Yeah, we can get high
Living our lives, hoping I can do right
Baby
Come with me and tell me what's new
I wonder how the world is really treating you
I would like to fly away, you and me on holiday
Come with me Ill
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
the best journey, its a mansion
Acres of land, swimmin' pools and all that, check it out
I'm capable of anything, my imagination could give me wings
To fly
on the storm
There's a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin' like a toad
Take a long holiday let your children play
If you give this man a ride
Sweet family
when I call
When I come by
I don't need no man to fly, maybe we
Maybe we get back, maybe we don't
Maybe we call, maybe it's gone
Maybe you'll love me,
Hit two vibes, hoes on the east side
Pole by my waist side, waste no time
Kiss you bye, gone in the mean time
Hasta la vista, wave you bye
Catch you
Jamais je ne vomis c'est ça le drame ça fait 24 heures que chui a plus d'trois grammes
Putain d'merde j'crois je fly je me rapproche de cette pute
dragonnes, dragons
Ont le, ont le feu
So much faya inside
Ya ya ya woh
Burn my body, make me fly
Oh la la la la la
Tempted by the dark side
Ya ya ya ya
Like
downtown overload
Did I stay outside too long?
Alcohol Take me now
Razor blades Fly away
All the clouds are miles away
Every one's on holiday
gon' air 'em out like a mattress
Hey, I just took your bitch
Diamonds dance like J-Lo hips
We fly high as shit, 88 gang is reckless
Watch us all get
So high
It's hot like July
Just tryna get by
Feel like I could fly
Because I'm so high
It's hot like July
Just tryna get by
Feel like I could fly
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