Lyrics:
Gotta say
Spending time with you is like a holiday
And it makes you feel so good
Day by day
My love for thee gets stronger
And I appreciate your
ain't worth shit who got STDs
When I'm on top doing shows don't come crawling back to me
By that time you'll have herpes HIV and thot disease
I refuse
its way back
We will be surprised by the nightfall
Because it's the time when the night without a sound causes like a flower
And lights on the sky which
you have one more drink
We're all liable to sink
If you have all I can say
Is have a happy holiday
And don't come back without a tan
Especially
a keyboard they embrace
I’m at the top but they to see me fall like a domino except the holidays
We hang at the trap you niggas is lame you hanging out right
Without your healings
With you fears
With your dealings
Don't be foolish
Oh fuck
Don't be foolish
Don't be foolish
Oh fuck
Don't be foolish
Don't be foolish
Hard to follow my dreams workin' this 9 to 5
People keep tellin' me my check is on the way
So sun up to sundown I'm grindin', tryin' to make it by
appreciate all your tenderness
Without you
Nothing really matters in this world
I wish time would stand still
When I'm with you
Everything revolves
out by te sea
Got a bad bitch named Ria
Who be workin in the club, throw the ones when you see her
It's a whole lotta money like lil mama named Bia
might fall
Without you I might fall
Without you I might
Tell them all first off, j wire putting in that work
I could see it, first time playing back
Everyone around is in a rush just to be found
Without ever getting lost
Soon it will be fall
And once I hear you call
I’ll play that Billie Holiday
But
baby lying underneath the tree
So Santa if you get this letter
Make my Christmastime feel better
Only one thing that is on my wishlist
Every day without
to solve em bae
Every single day with you
Feels just like a holiday
& I can’t take a break from you
Cus if I do then imma break
Cus if I do then imma break
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
Born to refuse, and raised to exclude
Fed myths to disprove by post-colonial prudes:
The city was evil, some country was evil, the hippies were
you by my side
To give you what you've been denied
I need you to know I want you
I can feel you
I can see you
I will let you
Touch me
I can
we going for a drive
Feeling kindy fly with a shorty by my side
We ridin' through the night
Yeah we ridin' through the night
You bet we gon' go 'cause
takes me away
To the edge of my memories, oh day by day
I'll miss you tonight
I'll miss you my baby
I've been sorely tried, without your love
It's no use
give me love
Give me love, give me grace
Give me mercy, ahhh
I need you so much; I can’t do it without you
Please don’t send me out there without you
of a nigga don't give a fuck about ya'
Won't even talk about ya', ho
You ain't know? I'm just a hustler, in spite of myself
Ridin' all by myself, without no
couldn't picture life without you so I give my time and
You make hard to get you outta my mind
And everything I do's an effort in protecting what's mine
and he's loved by kids
Pay attention and let me tell you who Charlie Mack is
He's our homeboy from around the block
He's reguarded through the city
a Christmas in the town of Northampton
Although when you're here you might feel kinda cramped in
We hope your welcome by this humble place
Christmas in 'Hampton
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