Holiday Lyrics – MadMarcc
Singer: MadMarcc
Title: Holiday
[Have you ever been to London
[Richie
It’s a real n#gg# holiday [Turn me up
Had to re-up on them pills, time to pop away [Yeah
Slow it down, get in the gears, take the top away [Yeah
Back and forth, damn near caught a case [f#ck ’em
Grew up fast, we took the harder way
Ain’t no in between, you with the team or not? Get out the way [f#ck out the way
It’s a real n#gg# holiday
Ain’t no room to beef about these b#tches, cop another bae [Stuntin’ no b#tch]
Turn to my past
Either way it go, top ten, top three, won’t come in last
Either way it go, foreign, bro comin’ fast
Dust a n#gg#, need a pan
Talk tough, but he ran
Had to get it out the mud, now it’s time to kick my feet inside the sand [M-A-D
Couple tryna schedule hoes, used to scream, “Yo,” out the van [Come here
Foot chase from the Texaco, gotta pay the clerk just to stand
Twenty-eight grams, gotta get it gone, sack it up, ten-ten [Yeah]
I done lost too much, tables turned, kinda due for a win
Boy, you talkin’ too much, tryna build your anger up, just spin
We ain’t never made money, hit a lick together, n#gg#, we ain’t friends
I been cuttin’ off family members, tell them p#ss# n#gg#s we ain’t kin [Turn me up]
It’s a real n#gg# holiday [Turn me up
Had to re-up on them pills, time to pop away [Yeah
Slow it down, get in the gears, take the top away [Yeah
Back and forth, damn near caught a case [f#ck ’em
Grew up fast, we took the harder way
Ain’t no in between, you with the team or not? Get out the way [f#ck out the way
It’s a real n#gg# holiday
Ain’t no room to beef about these b#tches, cop another bae [Stuntin’ no b#tch]
G-Lock, ’bout ten of them [Who want smoke, n#gg#?
Hop out tryna catch a lick, get them racks up, f#ck a minimum [Run it up
Hop out when you slide, if a n#gg# get hit, gotta finish him [Bah, bah
Play with a
Thug harder, but a gentleman
Granny said, “n#gg#, go to church, you gon’ give your life to the block”
Take the pain, put it in the work, number ones for you, no stop
Zip, n#gg# got the stick hangin’ out the top
Security guard in the ‘partment got shot tryna be a cop [Stupid-ass n#gg#]
I done lost too much, tables turned, kinda due for a win
Boy, you talkin’ too much, tryna build your anger up, just spin
We ain’t never made money, hit a lick together, n#gg#, we ain’t friends
I been cuttin’ off family members, tell them p#ss# n#gg#s we ain’t kin [f#ck ’em, M-A-D]
It’s a real n#gg# holiday [Turn me up
Had to re-up on them pills, time to pop away [Yeah
Slow it down, get in the gears, take the top away [Yeah
Back and forth, damn near caught a case [f#ck ’em
Grew up fast, we took the harder way
Ain’t no in between, you with the team or not? Get out the way [f#ck out the way
It’s a real n#gg# holiday
Ain’t no room to beef about these b#tches, cop another bae [Stuntin’ no b#tch]
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