Lyrics:
my inner villain
Tu lack au lac comme si tes a pêche
T'es autant relevant que Paul Daraiche
Tu tpenses pour le president, lol arrête
J'climb le game
Everyday a holiday around here that's the motto
Keep my circle small but we all winning
When you look at them you look at us you see the difference
We
baths, a beautiful invitation
Got a live occupation, live for the moment
I'm faced with an altercation manhandling my opponents
I got eyes in the back
There are few things that's forever, my lady
We can make war or make babies
Back when I was nothin'
You made a brother feel like he was somethin'
Lookin' Out My Back Door
(J. Fogerty)
Just got home from Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy!
Got to sit down, take a rest on the porch.
up, my nigga
You suck hold up (Skrrt)
Holiday season a vision you have to
Understand from perspective
Nah, nah, fuck that
Niggas think 'cause you
and rocks
If anything been scoring from me
It was ten a ki
I let my l'il round hustle
As long as they score for me
[Lac]
Look if I pull up on the block
In the back of my Lincoln with the suicide doors
Yeah, a-huh
T-Pain, J Lyriq, Nappy Boy
Hit me on my hot line, I'm celebrity nine, so hustle, ooo
T'was the night before Christmas December 24
My list isn't finished there's just a little bit more
So I made the decision and I rode to the store
choose
I ain't gotta do too much, I just lay back smoke my weed and turn my bottle up
Candy paint, leather guts, slide through like an avalanche
We
Back On My Feet Again
The Babys
(J. Waite, Bugatti, Musker)
I was so lonely until I met you
Told myself I'd get by without love
Drownin' my sorrows
a holiday, I was steppin' to the beat
I had to pay my rent, on the lower East side
I threw my tag around, let b-boys take me for a ride
I started writing
up a fatty, went around to the shed
I had to back up off it, it was buzzin my head
See, I'm back in the 'Mac Im in the back with the lacs
Get
blue
Got a broad in my 'lac, playing with her cat
I get her super wet - I call that a carpool
I move like a boss move
My name pull strings like I'm
Tryna
for the holiday
This that flow you been missing
Dashing young Vixen
Fly like Blitzen, back on my business
Ice on my neck, frosty and vicious
What's
worry, my nigga, get part of the clip
So I got it right back (right back)
By the way, way that it's going down, it's been going up
I can't hold nothing
gon do
With my (nigga j.t.) the bigga figga, that's my nigga
Representin (frisco, in case you didn't know)
(we blow by like jerry rice
Come back with
weed
Drive-bys every day
Wonder what's goin' on
Here outside wit my muthafuckin' A.K.
Woah, what I'm gonna do when it's cold outside?
Ha, oh, woah
my palm
I'ma fuck you up, like the United States got by Vietnam
I go...
Yo, everytime I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me
the L.A.C
So later on we'll be rollin'
Drop tops, I'm hittin' yo' hot spots, I'm top notch
My niggas never listen but I told 'em
When I catch you
girl it was 2007 (yeah)
Ain’t had no phone
But girl you always got my message (yeah)
We was on MySpace
Told you to come to my place
Listen to some J
nigga, nope, uh uh
This famous that'll still throw copper
Cross so heavy crack the tabernacle
Fire the ganja back up
Throw some blow in my tobacco
Then
by
Hey oh I forgot to
Mention my girlfriend tripping
And my homies ain’t acting the same
Well, as long as their papers ain’t
Grinders i’m taking my
Chorus: (J.Holiday)
Baby I won't tell
If you don't want me to
Cause I gotta thing for you
L do anything for ya
(Girl anything for you)
Baby I won't
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