Lyrics:
we got your attention by now, right?
(Holiday Season)
Nicki Minaj, DJ Holiday (Holiday Season, nigga)
Mister Entertainment
Shouts out Trapaholics
we got your attention by now, right?
(Holiday Season)
Nicki Minaj, DJ Holiday (Holiday Season, nigga)
Mister Entertainment
Shouts out Trapaholics
since they drove down my block carrying Biggie's urn
From up the block, 'cross the street by the store
When my man was put in position, told him peep
acting like a friend
Look, you could've won an Oscar (Actor)
For the way you played me out there in Oxnard
And got me robbed by your fucking partner
Im back on road
(Man this shit crazy)
No games and a brand new whip
New chain with some brand new chicks
And these fakes on some pacman shit
Im
uh
Man see I remember when I was like fifteen years old and my dad took me to the studio--
I know this is random I'm just trying to take you guys
to mean somethin'
Now every other one is just mean
Rather than reminisce I'm telling you this
It's time for a brand new scene
[Chorus]
Everybody's
my teens, cranked up a scheme, now watch this cat get stacks
If you want mills then first you gotta be meek, so I'm a drop back to back
Her new man
at you this hour
We got Public Enemy's brand new sounds
We got Curtis Mayfield, we also got something coming at you
An old one from Isaac Hayes, a brand
The grapes in Mary's vineyard are the sweetest on the vine
Old man Oscar Dill lived back in the Tennessee hills
He's got him two or three stills
at the density
This hoe got a whole mans but she still fuckin' textin' me
My girl been in the gym, yeah
Yeah, she workin' out
Ugh
I done leveled up this old
there's something in the fridge
Man this G Funk, it's speaking to a brother through the lid, yea
Forever from the Island i'm an East Coast kid
Even half
there's something in the fridge
Man this G Funk, it's speaking to a brother through the lid, yea
Forever from the Island i'm an East Coast kid
Even half
Ian scared to go outside but ima stay in today (I'm chilling)
I love this glock nineteen but feel safer when I'm wit bae (Pinky)
Sitting in the game
We just in this bitch
Chilling with my partner Screw
Finne to give it to this boy
Going flip his tounge
Man go on, go on, go strong
[Interlude: Big
We just in this bitch
Chilling with my partner Screw
Finne to give it to this boy
Going flip his tounge
Man go on, go on, go strong
[Interlude: Big
snappers, speaker slappers
The wickeder rapper the dapper rapper's when I flap my trapper
Got that ass gassed by Amoco, you know you ain't man to go
gon run up a bag
She know This nigga gon run up a bag
Lil bitch ain't nothin like these H O Es impressed by the double R keys
Lil bitch got her own lil
things ain't changed
I am the son of god coz they say "Jesus" when I rhyme and spray
You already know this mans gunna rise and shine like a brand new day
Talking bout these hundreds need the money right away
Cause my momma need a brand new crib by the day
My bitch need a brand new bag by the way
My
paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
Rockin' off-beat with
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
Rockin'
broke
I know I be a fiend if I smoke that coke
But if I go back to school and get educated
Be a old-ass man before I graduated
So what should I do, I
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