It's a holiday, don't bother to call Free drinks for one and for all Good day for nothing at all It's a bad day for taking a fall Holiday, don't bother
love you like sunsets, bubble baths on the jet Love you like Kool Aid, Louis Millionaire shades Love you like Sugar Daddies, love like a pimp caddy Love like a holiday
Someone put me on a plane Goodbye farewell adios my friends I need a holiday S.a.s is takin' off again I wanna have my fun Where the nights are long
Someone put me on a plane Goodbye, farewell, adios my friends I need a holiday S.a.s. is takin' off again I wanna have my fun Where the nights are long
a different world in a foreign place appreciate something else don't you want to go don't you want to go fly away with me on a jet plane i don't
my top hat, what you funny motherfuckers know about that? Lookin Doug E. Fresh in my double breast like a pimp, eatin shrimp, gumbo bubble bathin in the jumbo jet
me in Un They done did it to themselves man! Eh yo, you see him Cam in the BM Wit the Koreans To G 'em Wit land in Korea Take the leer jet flight When
and sings to his drum machine But he won't make it big at the Holiday Inn But she thinks that he looks like Elvis When he runs his fingers through that jet
Was always waiting for the crush The car to drive right through the shops To call in sick and late at work To take a holiday Was always tangled up in
Someone put me on a plane goodbye farewell adios my friends I need a holiday S.A.S is takin' off again I wanna have my fun where the nights are
ROHFF: ahh fini le stress, (vitaa houohouhou)... la jalousie, la polution, les bouchons,les vacances... c parti vitaa+ jasmin: Holidays have i again
And have a bunch of naked bitches yellin fuck the poilce with me Snortin shit up my nose With the flag in my hand here my national anthem goes I'd make every day a holiday
them off wit the flower Red dots on me, big scopes, bullets the size of nickels Got Starkey coming out of his coat I gots to jet, don't look back, my
holla at Jeezy I'm a real Nigga Real niggas do real things And I can keep a secret Is the song that I sing Yaddamean Chorus: (J.Holiday) Baby
(feat. J. Holiday) [Fat Joe:] Baby u could keep a secret Calca Cribs Mania Hey, hey Fresh off the runway Pair white nikes Phantom top drop on that I
(feat. Calvin Harris and Chrome) Get your passport and your bikini You need a holiday, come see me I know you're tired of the same old scenery And
lettin me in Un They done did it to themselves man! Eh yo, you see him Cam in the BM Wit the Koreans To G 'em Wit land in Korea Take the leer jet flight