Lyrics:
favorite collaborators, Gerry Genius Charles, from Full Force who has worked on several of my Christmas albums. I auditioned for his group and they were
[Rick Ross (J. Holiday)]
You Might need a passport for this one
Its international
J.Holiday!
(And we got a special guess)
Guess who, boss!
(You
This song was first released on the rocky mountain
holiday album. it is the only album it has been released on.
Hey old pal
How've you been doing
rest 'em
Catch 'em slippin', in the hood or the mall
You ain't strapped, we can scrap, I'm good with the Doggs
Fuck talkin', chuck walkin' in my
so high
(So high)
And when we ridin' by
(Go by)
All the hoes just stop
Shit! Witcha lookin' ass, oh no
(Oh no)
Big 'lacs Ca-price on gold
(On gold)
from the underground railroad
My papa told me get paper, motherfuck a hater
Them J's look clean son but elevate to gators
I took that shit to heart
laisser te noyer tout au fond d'un lac
Je veux qu'tous les jours t'aies aussi mal que moi
Moi j'ai pleurer pendant des mois
Moi j'peux pas te dire comment
am the sky blue
Fuck us all up not one language but two
Your dirty head need a lil' shampoo
J'ai écouté ton album, veux tu le review?
Y'all are not
of my way)
(To live by the words that you say)
(I don't wanna be the same oh oh)
Yeah
J'vais pas rapper sur celle la
Je vais parler a leur ame
J'vais leur
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
let's gone up to the top drop that album
So by this time next year we will be chilling in Belize
Let's get it
End of message, to erase this, messaged
(CHORUS)
I'm HOT NIGGA ITS MY TURN I wouldn't TOUCH ME 'cause MY HAND
MY BURN,I'm COLD you ALREADY KNOW you CAN GO BY WAT you HEARD
DEPENDING ON WAT
au monde j'veux changer nos places
Ici, c'est non-stop que ça ghetto blast
Sunny days and music by my side
Sunny days and music by my side
Sunny
creep
Deeper than the page of a book let me look
You let me hit the stage, that's when I got my folks hooked like
No, I ain't never been pimped by
Holidays (Th tol
J tuijp c tol)
You woke up fine, it's almost nine
You hear the schoolbell, and you get in line
The daily round, the rules that
gifts, I'm on her Christmas list
It's just because the way, I spit this shit
I said fuck my birthday, fuck a holiday
If you wanna be with me, bitch, you
gifts, I'm on her Christmas list
It's just because the way, I spit this shit
I said fuck my birthday, fuck a holiday
If you wanna be with me, bitch, you
capuche baissée
J'arrive zgègue de Galsène, j'baise de la chienne
J'reste moi-même: Nourou, say my name
Un truc spécial pour mes cailles que j
six different strands
would lock together locked forever
rockin leathery wood told you chicken and cris go good
with some watermelon albums sellin
through
J-Live
I been
Listenin' to records I've collected
Records I've selected
And inspected
Dissected on examination tables
'Til my technique was
a holiday (it's a party goin on)
We came here to party throw your hands up everybody
Let's celebrate (it's a party goin on)
It's a holiday (it's
paid man
I've got two sons man
I need to feed my sons man
I'm going to stand on the streets
And sell this album man
Like DJ Sbu man
Like how Dj Sbu
I feel—I feel compelled to[01:40.71]I—I was inspired by other outros like Note to Self by J. Cole on 2014[01:51.24]I listen to the whole album top
to figure what the los angle is like a Laker
So I can be on beaches with my niggas in Jamaica
I say 'baby get low', You just getting by
They hating cause
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