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Come and sit by the fire, stop rushing around
'Cause this time of year, it's meant for two
So don't leave me lonely if I don't have you
of me, too
But anyone can see my new celebrity is you
I've drunk with Willie Harbach (19)
Also Roger Stauback (20)
Wriggled pretty far back
When you start
(Run away with me YEROC)
We some creeps
We the thugs in the night
Me and MVKO both got beams
Aimed steady at your eyes
I remember DVD’s
Man time is
don't leave me lonely if I don't have you
The holiday's just another day that's cold
Standing all alone under the mistletoe
I don't feel the cheer,
a holiday
We can just chill by the west side
One night on your waistline
Feel on me baby like another way
Amma take you places like a holiday
We can just
with a fiery attitude
I'm always pushing love away
But now with you I hope it stays
Wish we could move and run away
Cut life and be my holiday
So my
When you're havin' a party
With Santa in the house
This ain't no ordinary holiday
When you're sittin' by the fire
And there's a snow man chillin' out
to declare this a national holiday
We gonna call this Players Holiday
Ant be -Z what up man?
Rise and shine, make you want to say
Dear God, let me
spend at least two weeks away
It could be an island getaway
All that matters is you're here with me
Now let's go grab some coffee
Cause no matter the road
holiday party season
There's an open bar with a tip jar
So I over serve myself
And I'm drifting mid-conversation
Thinking about how
There better be some
all of this is making me say
You'll be mine by the holidays
Yah, mine by the holidays
Whoa, yeah yeah
I walk inside and see your face
Got the fire
be-ut, but
But, but, but, be-ut, but
Holiday Butter Cookies
Don't want no raison peanut or ginger man
No fat Santa mints dripping with marzipan
Just gimme
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Life as a DraftBoy is a DVD
You don't fuck with us nigga the fuck you mean
The fuck you mean
Don't fuck with us nigga fuck is you talking
You've knocked me off the hook
The person you are trying to
Reach is no longer here
I'm a canvas that bleeds
And I'm painted with fingers
Childish pictures
Like it's a holiday, let's celebrate
We made it through the hard times of yesterday
I remember back in the days, we used to make P.B. and J's
Drank sugar
different from the rest
Even the way that she sex
Bruck it like I'm never fuck it again
Guyanese gyal with a Jamaican friend
See me on holiday I get it in
See
got me hella overpaid
I need a big crib
With a sick view
I need a fast whip
No pit crew
You need reality check
Cuz I won’t miss you
I’ll be lounging
[Intro:]
J. Holiday
[Trey Songz:]
And Songz
[J. Holiday:]
Ay-ay-ay, Ay, Ay-ay-ay, Ay, Ay-ay-ay, Ay)
Put you to bed, bed, bed
Put you to bed, bed,
to declare this a national holiday
We gonna call this Players Holiday
Ant be -Z what up man?
Rise and shine, make you want to say
Dear God, let me
off their disguise
There's nowhere to hide
Come tour with me!
What will we see?
What will it be?
Trailers and sneak peeks?
Commentary?
What will we
worries away, cause they're not welcome no more
Oh
It's here, my favorite holiday
We'll go outside and play in the snow
With the lights all aglow, everybody
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
holiday
Working through my holidays
Myself is the only competition worthy sparing
Yeah we really made it out of the sewer
Yeah it could be hard
But with God
And she cain't be fixed, so what if she yours?
We turn housewifes to everyday whores
Send 'em up in stores with the false ID
To get DVD's and big screen
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