Lyrics:
we got your attention by now, right?
(Holiday Season)
Nicki Minaj, DJ Holiday (Holiday Season, nigga)
Mister Entertainment
Shouts out Trapaholics
a beautiful unhappy home.
Planted red sweet heart roses
For you painted our rooms your favorite blue
Now, the colors remain, but our love's not the same
Oh,
on Jambalaya.
Well before I could walk I had a guitar in my hand,
By the time I could talk I had my own band.
I went on the road when I was eight years old,
When
inspired by that feelin' that I provided (talk to 'em)
Book of Conway, I'm far from my final chapter (uh-huh)
Retired trapper, my idols wasn't no rappers
There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread
King of pain
There's a red fox torn by a huntmen's pack, that's my soul up there
There's a black
make me have to ride by high school
Shit you man been dropping lately, don't make me have to fly my iTunes
So much people buy into my hype, don't make
As I was drivin' home along the boulevard late one night
I saw a guy in the corner, bummin' all alone
As I passed him by, I heard him holler out,
Last year I hung my stockin's by the chimney
And ole Santa didn't bring me anything
Well I wrote a note and I told him what to bring me
But I
As I was drivin' home along the boulevard late one night
I saw a guy in the corner, bummin' all alone
As I passed him by, I heard him holler out,
the short year
And the last time I seen you
You said you'd joined the Church of Jesus
Well me, I remember your long red hair falling in our faces
As you
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
"You've loved me exquisitely."
"I tried to."
"Can we be best of friends now?"
"I never lied to you."
"And can I love
backhand is horse
Simple slim, man I'm large
Mashing so big like a fo' by fo'
Show my do', and if not it's hoe by go
Ain't a hoe after I can slow my flow
Thought that you were just another Romeo
The shoe you pass by in the store window
But soon as I got home I wish I bought you instead
I got it bad,
Lend me your ear while I call you a fool.
You were kissed by a witch one night in the wood,
And later insisted your feelings were true.
at the bottom selfish and grasping for all
They'll stay by a man when he's winning and laugh in his face when he falls
My pal was an honest young puncher honest
My grand-ma and your grand-ma were sit-tin' by the fire.
My grand-ma told your grand-ma: "I'm gon-na set your flag on fire."
Talk-in' 'bout, Hey
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
Bill, but call me Chuckie
Fifth Ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me
Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
Grip a motherfucker by his neck
Ice
Your only rivers run cold
These city lights
They shine as silver and gold
Dug from the night
Your eyes as black as coal
Walk on by
Walk
remember when
A flash of lightnin' drove us in
We were soaked down to the skin
By the time we climbed inside
And I don't remember what was poundin' more
as toast
And you're gonna flip when Old Saint Nick
Takes a lick on the peppermint stick
He'll come a flyin' from a higher place
And fill the stockings by
way for a while
Come and sit by my side if you love me do not hasten to bid me adieu
And remember the Red River Valley and the boy who has loved you
Who drove the red sports car from the mansion
And laid upon the grass in summer time
And who done me out high time fashion
And made me read
unstoppable set into motion
Nothing is different, but everything's changed
Found a room in the heart of the city, down by the bridge
Hot plate and TV
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