Lyrics:
her quick before she greeted
Come on baby I'm working, beat it
Come on I'm busy, just go away
Gotta find out who stole the D.J.
[Jeff] Lets, Lets Go
chop life
Work and grind
Chop and whine
Bad girl come here make you dance and whine
If you no dey work you fit to change your life
Abeg make you change
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
Baby what can I do to see you?
To see my number 1 wish come true?
I'd pretty much do anything
I'll blame it on the holiday
Kind of makes me crazy
Holiday
I get the drop from a block away
You was that nigga, but not today
I'm in for the change, you here for the fame,
If you in the game, learn how
nights had no songs
Why, because the D.J. was gone
Smiles you used to dance and sing around
Now were replaced by frowns
And it was up to me to solve
It's your boy Yo Gotti, gyeah!
Gucci Mane La Flare
My nigga Ralph in here
Zaytoven on the beat, nigga
And it's a street-nigga holiday
My Nigga
[J.D.]
So So Def
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh
Ohh
[Hook: Lil' Mo]
You need somebody to lay it dawn
Grab you by the your hair and show you exactly where
hours so come now
Let's forget about the drama
I ain’t come here to be a botha
I’m just stuntin in my christmas gear
For the family photo
I don’t
been for them
For my mom to leave the streets of
Havana where our neighbors were our
Friends, where we gathered every
Holiday to eat
Pork and my
over it
No sober shit (?)
Y'all ho told me come over here
So guess what nigga it's over with
And it's over with
Fresh out the wave pool, my niggas
I only do it big so I'm here to stay
And I always come to play like my boy C-J
My whole flow to this beat is crucial
You can catch me up at the park
It's your boy Yo Gotti, gyeah!
Gucci Mane La Flare
My nigga Ralph in here
Zaytoven on the beat, nigga
And it's a street-nigga holiday
My Nigga
the very, very worst of times
There's one thing that I know
The way to guarantee
A little peace of mind
Is a walk in the woods
A friend by your side
And here
to make it by
Prayin' for my ship to come and take away the pain
That day is finally here
That day is finally here
That day is finally here
New shoes, new
change the world by bringing peace
We don't run away
We're here to stay, yeah
Makin' everyday
A holiday, yeah
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
has no respect and they lack the dues
J you're too harsh on them, they're trying hard my friend
Invite them mane, ignite their flame, we'll give them
a holiday (it's a party goin on)
We came here to party throw your hands up everybody
Let's celebrate (it's a party goin on)
It's a holiday (it's
whatcha got
I guess by now you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that's okay, I still keep in stride
'Cause all I'm here
whatcha got
I guess by now you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that's okay, I still keep in stride
'Cause all I'm here
your babes it's holidays
Happy holidays
Now Josh is here to serenate
Here comes Santa Claus
Santa Claus right down Santa Claus Lane
Vixen and Blitzen all
pitiless and all
The restaurants shut by eight
The walls are made of plywood
When they should be armour plate
You better hold on its gonna fly
Here comes
its still '88
Short cussin, and all this bullshit,
check this out--see baby and them leavin see?
Baby come here, c'mon, baby don't even trip, just
Every time the holidays come along
I wanna be close to someone
Someone who cares
Someone who really understands (hold him in my arms)
And hold
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