holidays, holidays Say goodnight Means goodbye Know you think my life Would stop when you're away I'm lucky if we're speaking on the holidays, holiday
with you away. Maybe I can see you on the holidays, you're worlds away. I've never forgotten all our yesterdays. I'm lucky if we're speaking on the holidays
Traduction: Get Up Kids. Vacances.
you on the holidays, but you're worlds away I've never forgotten all our yesterdays but i'm lucky if we're speaking on the holidays the evidence presents
Hold on... *lighter flicks up* Yeah it's gonna be alright, don't trip baby *inhales* It'll get better... *coughing* Ay do this Thug style main, Thug
sideline ho [Verse 1:] When you called his phone, did he pick it up Noooooooooo, cause we was makin love. Did you meet his moms have you met his kids
Bank holiday! Badhead So far, I've not really stayed in touch. Well, you knew as much. It's no surprise That today, I get up around two From a lack
make it hard for, wack MC's to even step inside the door Cause these kids is rhyming, sometiming And when we get to racing on the mic, they line up to
clique, come up outta your shit Get clapped in the wig, sold alotta records But we never gave a fuck so it's a wrap for the kids Gat to the back and
spot yo block wit 16 shots and watch y'all drop And ain't nobody gettin up, (un)less they in the wheelchair Sittin up or spittin up, either way I don'
thought about how they were just kids how their parents would be mad if they didn't come back it was some sort of holiday, the kind you dress up for
by the manura lets get drunk (x2) [Charlie Scene and J-dog] J J J Just a little story about last Christmas About some bad kids who were full of wishes
another holiday all of a sudden face paintin's in style And I've been doin ever since Gilligan's Island was on but try to live all year though try pickin up
a free ticket and we'll be all right. Various people: stand up! Bend over towards us.Stand up on your knees, maybe. Turn up, turn up on your knees.
deny it, I'm a straight rider But when we get together be electric slidin' Grandma, get 'em shook up Aw naw, don't open the photo book up I got an Aunt
Days And The Days We Get Stoned For Just Days And Days. Its Amazing When We Get To Live This Way, Like Every Day Is A Holiday. At The Harvest Time, When
dodgy holiday (Unto religion that he said and duty found They didn?t know his faith was (earthlic) bound) Brown?Oh Billy Brown. Don?t let the stars get
in particular This kid he was the vintage stick em up pro 16 years old, did his jail sentence, nowhere to go Every mornin calls his comrad to come and get
