shit new, I thought you knew (What?) I knew you would, you wish you could Break a G down, break me down But I'm a see you on the rebound D.P. style (What
shank It's Holiday ugh the hoopties in the front but the truckers a mile away niggaz wanna ride tomorrow when they prolly die today cause the P'll hollow
'Painful' 'El P is here to spark it' Alright bring that down though One two When I walk I stomp out messages MC's with they holiday hollow chocolate
... [Streetlife] You'se a starter, like Candice Parker Take flight like Skywalker, might wolf it on ya father Still the athlete, play of the week G.P
out my mouth and bust you down Biggie left me the torch, so I'm holdin' it now And you sick 'cause I'm a bitch and I'm holdin' it down If Styles say
four in the morning, she callin' my phone She wanna be grown, we gonna get it on She said that she lonely 'cause he's never around Said she like my style
(Any style you want, big boy you gon get it) x4 Step in the place Bitches look at me from head to toe Hoe ass niggaz look like "Oh no" 'cause I'm the
our pajamas in the Bahamas I love her and I need her and I never ever cheat her I'm far too carin' to be considered a woman beater My style is gentle
A black Casanova, worldwide, should of told ya How I get down, representin' Queens is my style Crack the bubble now, I bring the trouble foul You P.
't gotta go home (you aint gotta go), but you gotta get the hell up out of here If you got someone (somebody), then go get you a room at the Holiday
[Hook] You ain't gotta go home, but you gotta get the hell up out of here If you got someone, then go get you a room at the Holiday Inn If you ain't got
could smoke it right in front of you to make you believe it Prolly think, I won't murder you the way I smile But I'ma take a lota shots, A I style Jada
wanna serve? Do you wanna be dope? Or do you wanna deal it? Fabricated acrylic, I feel it, I'm the style molester I do a show, get Extra P's like the
my niggas in the crib, you oughta pray for your wife [chorus: jadakiss and styles] [jadakiss:] uh huh, holiday [styles:] I gotta make it to heaven for goin through hell [j:] holiday
Holiday styles Bitch, I get you shot in the head or shot in the neck If I ain't gettin' proper respect I don't care if you rap, I still spit in your grill
[Styles P] Holiday Styles Bitch, I get you shot in the head or shot in the neck if I ain't gettin proper respect I don't care if you rap, I still spit
Yeah, what up? New York City, what up? This your boy, to the Dash S.P., Double R Hell and Back Styles straight out the penn [Styles P] You don't like