I'm them leather shits, you the Michael Jackson glove (SP) I'm in the hood cause I'm dedicated If I was you I woulda never made it I'm Holiday so I'
care when things look blue A love to share my whole life through We're side by side Just a groom and a bride Thats all I ask of you Now most of my plans
all going accordingly to plan Then Billy Brown fell in love with another man He met his lover almost every single day Making excuses through his dodgy holiday
out of my head And make good on some things I've said In case you overheard my plans And find me out as the talker that I am But holidays are made for
holiday We can go to the club or hide away We can do what you want to, baby I know you're really busy and I know you've got plans But are you really
God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son, that whoever should believe in him shall not perish but have an everlasting life..." Whats the plan
beds And glad bags, yeah, glad to be back 'Cause last year was a tragedy that landed me smack dab in rehab Fuckin' doctor, I ain't understand a damn word he said I planned
you're gone I sit around so blue I just can't wait on Saturday that's my holiday with you Monday Tuesday Wednesday wonder if you miss me too Thursday Friday Saturday makin' plans
worse couldnt get worse Only way is up now nigga weight is p Couple locked, couple dead, couple ran away To the the top of the we like plan away Shit
huh, HOLIDAY Styles: I gotta make it to heaven for goin through hell J: HOLIDAY S: And I don't care if I sell, y'all know what I sell J: HOLIDAY S: I
, you oughta pray for your wife (Holiday) I gotta make it to heaven for goin' through hell (Holiday) And I don't care if I sell, y'all know what I sell (Holiday
(Lynch) I know, you remember Holiday Inn Had to hit it from the back drinkin OE and gin I used to eat pussy up, I can't lie, that's really real, really
beat up the Easter bunny Everyday I thank god with silent pray So he can help me resolve some of my violent ways I was locked up for four hundred holidays
be I.L.L.G It's silly to hate but feel free Hey, hear what I say, they gotta pay And my return is like Christ, declare the holiday Back in the game now
take my hand lets plan never to look back. True, it's all in my dreams Yeah You are all in my dreams Yeah What I need is a long holiday What I need is
take my hand lets plan never to look back. True, it's all in my dreams Yeah You are all in my dreams Yeah What I need is a long holiday What I need
rollin' on beeds and had a good ass job Rob slept wit' Lisa who slept wit' Steve and Steve was positive H.I.V. What started off as a plan ended up in
stopped off at the North Pole to spend the holiday I called on old dear Santa Claus to see what I could see He took me to his workshop and told his plans