Holiday Blues

歌詞

Yuh si mi rolling in my Benz Making mad money with my friends Rolling in some phat 4-runners and BM's Depends...it's all about more Benjamins Cause I'm a tru playa with the ladies on my ends Ends...Sex is what the doctor recommends Lens...I'm clocking all the honies through my lens Trends...me and my crew setting trends I got myself a tan and get cleanse Jamaicans seh wuk in other words a goose is getting pluck I'm feeling kinda high my You-Know-What is getting suck Yuck...I'm coming and she don't intend to duck and now she staring at mi looking rather messed up Stuck...yuh nah wid this wi nuh give a f*ck Yuck...I had her in the back seat of my truck Buck...she had me reminicing on the f*ck and now she left me rather dumb-struck Chorus: So we going on a punaney Holiday Honies and cars and cuban cigars All playa haters betta run-away Niggas be living like stars So we going on a punaney Holiday Honies and cars and cuban cigars All playa haters betta runaway Niggas be living like stars Respec have to go This joint have me hopping on my toes Back Yard Crew mashing up di stage show Yo! Listen to mi good cause yuh nuh crow I sell a lot a trees so I make a lot a dough Hold up wait a minute let me break it down slow So eve-ry body can understand my flow On your....mark...set....go Alias running that from Flo Repeat from top