Lyrics:
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
like a poet and hair like a rainbow
Reflecting the lights that did glow
And the sadness she kept in her eyes
Struck my senses a blow
And so as by
UPPERCLASS TWIT OF THE YEAR
Cut to Upperclass Twit of the Year Sketch. The five competitors
run onto the pitch.
COMMENTATOR: (J.C.): Good afternoon
boyfriend is a vegan, so they fed him fish
My uncle made it worse by talking politics
I had a few opinions might have started a fight
Well, it's not
the holidays
I love the snow that falls and covers the Earth
I love to sing songs of the Savior's birth
Can't wait for Christmas
Can't wait for Christmas
You can't cook good
Know them baller niggas don't care
Care though
Long as you can throw it back in bed though
Bed though you got dreams of being a mama
I carry trauma with me everywhere I go
Everyday is the same
Every season I celebrate the same fucking holidays
I'm goin' insane
I'm goin' insane
I'm
say "sweet dreams"
We rest our heads in our
Beds and forget the screams
Sound drowned by the festive sales machines
But gran would have been
Grateful
man
And he'll grab you by the head and squeeze until it pops
And shake your motherfuckin neck until your head flops
'cause I'm runnin with the beaoch
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
even still
Sack or bag of troubles, make the single double
Loop the coin and join the minimum wage
I had a plan if I was the man, I'd throw the J
Lay
pun niggas gotta pay like you weigh
You could come by, shit you can't say
That my girl mya sing what I can't even say, c'mon
Mya:
'cause ain't nothing
Yo back for the holiday season
Dropping bars they got rhyme and reason
Not like Batman's artesian excretion the weather in 'Hampton is normal
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
Getting no hoes (What he Say)
Singing J holiday put you to bed (Damn)
It's a hypothetical quit acting scared (Hoe)
In the scenario nobody was even dead
Internet buzz
Trappin' everybody up inside the World-Wide-Web
Distort the Matrix - living my life but living it dead
I'm J-Holiday the way I put em to bed
The way she put that ass in my face
Tryna suffocate
Like j. Holiday
Tryna take you to the bed
She a Capricorn, imma Sagittarius
Both signs that are best
Kylie Jenner
Put me to bed like you J.Holiday
Show me off like a art display
Here We Go Again
Back and Forward Like a roller Coaster
Here We Go Again
Up
Lingerie
For Valentines Day
Then put her to bed like J Holiday
I'm ouuut
Erry day twisty
Erry body typsy
Finally came back
They say erry body missed me
Erry
heads
Giving you filthy head
If I had fifty heads
Giving you filthy head
J. Holiday
Put you bed
Bet
Wake up
Then cover the spread
At your house where you
to bed like j holiday
Honey!
Put it all on me, put it all on me
Your body, put it all on me ee yea
Your mi lover lover lo lover
Your my medicine my hoe
I'm heartless
Cant take you to bed
J holiday
She suck dick rocket power
She gnarly
She like black dick
I call her she cardi
Can't get her pregnant
I
might put you in a headlock
Nigga had already died foe he hit the ground now ima just call that a dead drop
And I feel just like J holiday how I pull up
home plate baby
All these chics can’t keep them off of fate
So I put em all to bed like J. Holiday without the r&b
They want all of me
1-800-got-swag
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