my holiday Don't you know that you're my sweet vacation Let's both just get away, your smile's my holiday Don't you know that you're my sweet vacation
I don't dream anymore except for that one I had last week Where I dug up a hole and buried myself so deep Well I canceled my vacation for a weekend in
번역: 리치, 라이오넬. 스위트 베케이션.
take this ride Just come on inside and make this dream reality Let's both just get away Your smile's my holiday Don't you know that you're my sweet vacation
be enduring and i'll sleep in the middle of my bed pretending that it's natural 'cause after all i am just a vacation that you decide you can vacate
and take this ride Just come on inside and make this dream reality Let's both just get away Your smile's my holiday Don't you know that you're my sweet vacation
I already got Trippin off you cause you had your shot With my skin tanned and my hair long And my fans who been so patient, me and 40 back to work but we still smell like a vacation
your heart When you read my love letter? When you read my love letter Weekends and birthdays, celebrations, holidays Love making history, a toast to our victory Sweet
for those mice house niggas that house gats They want to out me, I know killers from down south be Who know and understand, there ain't a thing sweet
home Monday through Friday Sexy Saturday, easy Sunday 'Cause every day's a special one Just like a holiday Vacation getaway After the foreplay Go room to room makin' sweet
Oh, we know a place with a real big beat A destination soul retreat A musical cure for your day-to-day stress It's a dream vacation way out West Yeah
I was talking to sweet thing She said, "Hang your horses high" There are jokers and tokers Here's some pills and you ought to try Some say, "It's a vacation
crackerjack caper now who's said that I was all for my own not did a flesson-flit to brontosaurus on here goes the adible eats cos I eat sweets not stakes
't afraid to shoot it A man with the family is firmly rooted We on top right now, we living Ain't nobody saying it, can't nobody fade us Oh and look at this luxury, sweet
Yeah.. yeah, yo, yo [Killah Priest] The mouth and tongue of Malcolm Tellin' my publicist, fuck this government Go 'head and make my album, this is the judgment Vacate