Lyrics:
we got your attention by now, right?
(Holiday Season)
Nicki Minaj, DJ Holiday (Holiday Season, nigga)
Mister Entertainment
Shouts out Trapaholics
a storm
On a beach in Mexico?
All by myself in the rain
Some people don't mind bein' alone
Did you know that control is a disease?
You say you see it
guitars a playing, on the beach at Hoonaunau
I can hear the Hawaiians saying "Komomai no kaua ika hale welakahao"
It won't be long 'til my ship will be
barbie, yea
This is your warning
I don't need you to figure me out, figure me out, figure me out
Stranded in this body, no room for wannabees
And I don't
out the rari
Ok I'm sorry, she is a barbie
She think I'm gnarly no Jeff Hardy
I came in like I jumped off the top rope
Boy what you selling is not dope
slide in a bucket like Charlie nigga
Yeah the money more attractive than Barbie nigga
Ask me if I love the bitch? Hardly nigga
But I stayed with her so
it’s up then it’s stuck
You know what is up nigga
So boy don’t test me
You can tell by the way I'm stepping
This shit like lethal weapon
No need for no
it's kinda not my thing and I'm inclined to let you see
The real me, a little boy underneath
Now I know I'm kinda young but to me it's kinda clear
That
that one boy that hate me
Let's do a song stop hating, stop faking
Tell that one boy to stop hating, aye man let's do a song
Aye just stop playing for
can't see no one
Stressin' by no ratchet hoes, my new ones look like Barbie dolls
Inhalin' some good dope, baby, think I just landed in Mars
Vido in
to judge? No, I fucked up, now I adjust
I am just, bitter but I'm trying to be better
Sitting in a flat but want an island by September
Same place but its
Tell them that I miss them
By the way, I miss you too
I was thinking just today
About how we used to play
Barbie dolls and makeup
Tea Parties, dress
Well, it was a techno D-day out on Omaha beach
I was a reserved D.J. playing Columbian mountain beats
Andres Landero, ay mi sombrero
Hold onto
by the shore in the moonlight.
Beach Baby, Beach Baby, there on the sand
From July to the end of September
Surfin' was fun, we'd be out in the sun
guitars a playing, on the beach at Hoonaunau
I can hear the Hawaiians saying "Komomai no kaua ika hale welakahao"
It won't be long 'til my ship will be
And that is just what he's waiting for
Girl rocks the doll's pram pretending the barbie is a baby
Boy tries his best to be hard and cool
Girl to be soft
Might play twister
(Hehe)
(c'mon)
Chocolate barbie
Sweet one honey
Wants a bad boy hubby
Good with his finger
Golden trigger
Certified sinner
Wielding
had something to say
Turn them 808s up
Let me feel that bass
'Cause Imma Palm Beach City boy
Determined to be the greatest
Born on the 4th of July
move boy I stay out the way
By the look on my face you can tell ion play
If you provide a service just make sure it's straight Ay
Diamonds
Now your
guitars a playing, on the beach at Hoonaunau
I can hear the Hawaiians saying "Komomai no kaua ika hale welakahao"
It won't be long 'til my ship will be
guitars a playing, on the beach at Hoonaunau
I can hear the Hawaiians saying "Komomai no kaua ika hale welakahao"
It won't be long 'til my ship will be
I been going crazy on the low
Acting like nobody knows white boy kill it with the flow say it one time then we ghost
I been going crazy on the low
hit like i’m posed to
Runnin it up every week shawty, im bicoastal
If you tryna hit the beach barbie, aint goin sober
Could’ve sworn she was geek
Cashboygang mobbin CBG Lifestyle Uh
She just wanna party off the bottles wit a G
I just want a Rari and a Barbie on the beach
She know that im poppin she wan
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