Holiday

  • 專輯:Holiday
  • 發行:2020-07-24
  • 演唱:Little Mix
字型

作詞:George Clinton, William Earl Collins, E Goodman, G Jacobs, Stanley Jones, Craig Miller, A Trotter

Every year I hear, 'Happy holiday'
What's my religion? I do what the dollar say
That's why I celebrate Christmas
'Cause this overweighted redneck devil is big business
So all season I'm up preyin'
On black communities, is what I'm sayin'
And y'all keepin' me fat
All over America it's on like that
Kids lookin' for Saint Nick
Just leave me some cookies and get off my damn dick
You want a present? Nigga, please
Your house is a wreck, and you're decoratin' trees
Now how dumb can y'all be?
No food in the kitchen, and you go and buy a tree?
And then say it's for the children, but you're grown
They can't miss what they ain't never known
But since everybody else is out celebratin'
You allow your child to worship a Satan
Better known as Santa
Claws in your pocket from L.A. to Atlanta
And yeah pops, you're silly too
You shoulda told your children Santa Clause is really you
And spared 'em the sadness
Before they got all caught up in holiday madness
Holiday madness
A whole day dedicated to the devil
Is Palm Sunday, and after church I'm goin' huntin'
For colored eggs, 'cause Santa was frontin'
He musta thought it was Passover
'Cause he never brought his ass over my house
But today I get new clothes anyway
Plus a little money, thank you Easter Bunny
For the basket of jelly beans
Even though I don't know what the hell he means
I never read about him in the Bible
The horny little pagan idol
No wonder my mind is so twisted
But thank God my church wasn't broke-wristed
Even though I never went
I know I still can repent
'Cause ain't nobody perfect, but niggas so dense
We seem to only come together over nonsense
Holiday madness
A whole day dedicated to the devil
October 31st is my favorite
Little boys still at my do', 'cause I ain't gave 'em shit
But what you showed me in for?
Little brats yellin', 'Trick or treat', all through my screen door
When y'all should be at home sleep
Instead of at my front porch 15 deep
The jack lantern came in handy
Yo, I can turn my porch light out like I ain't got no candy
But ain't that somethin'?
You buy a Halloween costume and a pumpkin'?
Almost gave your children a heart attack
It's a tradition, but who the hell started that?
A whole day dedicated to the devil
That's just one out of several
Most people don't think
But America need to see a shrink for her holiday madness
Holiday madness
A whole day dedicated to the devil
Damn, I can't wait until it get dark
So I can light these fireworks up at the park
And celebrate my independence
It's the 4th of July, but I ain't got 10 cents
I bought the jumbo assortment
Then came out the pocket for a goddamn skyrocket
And the shit was a dud
It was lit, but it never even left the mud
But at least I got freedom where I'm at
Plus Red Devil and Wild Cat
And they open 24 hours
And right about now they got a sale on bloomin' flowers
So I'm ready to celebrate
July 4th 1930, the true date
'Cause in 1776
Black people were still in the mix
Until the comin' of W.B. Farrhad
The God in person, yeah cursin' America
Word is bond
And left us Elijah and Farrakhan


      • 專輯:Holiday
      • 發行:2020-07-24
      • 演唱:Little Mix
      字型

      作詞:George Clinton, William Earl Collins, E Goodman, G Jacobs, Stanley Jones, Craig Miller, A Trotter

      Every year I hear, 'Happy holiday'
      What's my religion? I do what the dollar say
      That's why I celebrate Christmas
      'Cause this overweighted redneck devil is big business
      So all season I'm up preyin'
      On black communities, is what I'm sayin'
      And y'all keepin' me fat
      All over America it's on like that
      Kids lookin' for Saint Nick
      Just leave me some cookies and get off my damn dick
      You want a present? Nigga, please
      Your house is a wreck, and you're decoratin' trees
      Now how dumb can y'all be?
      No food in the kitchen, and you go and buy a tree?
      And then say it's for the children, but you're grown
      They can't miss what they ain't never known
      But since everybody else is out celebratin'
      You allow your child to worship a Satan
      Better known as Santa
      Claws in your pocket from L.A. to Atlanta
      And yeah pops, you're silly too
      You shoulda told your children Santa Clause is really you
      And spared 'em the sadness
      Before they got all caught up in holiday madness
      Holiday madness
      A whole day dedicated to the devil
      Is Palm Sunday, and after church I'm goin' huntin'
      For colored eggs, 'cause Santa was frontin'
      He musta thought it was Passover
      'Cause he never brought his ass over my house
      But today I get new clothes anyway
      Plus a little money, thank you Easter Bunny
      For the basket of jelly beans
      Even though I don't know what the hell he means
      I never read about him in the Bible
      The horny little pagan idol
      No wonder my mind is so twisted
      But thank God my church wasn't broke-wristed
      Even though I never went
      I know I still can repent
      'Cause ain't nobody perfect, but niggas so dense
      We seem to only come together over nonsense
      Holiday madness
      A whole day dedicated to the devil
      October 31st is my favorite
      Little boys still at my do', 'cause I ain't gave 'em shit
      But what you showed me in for?
      Little brats yellin', 'Trick or treat', all through my screen door
      When y'all should be at home sleep
      Instead of at my front porch 15 deep
      The jack lantern came in handy
      Yo, I can turn my porch light out like I ain't got no candy
      But ain't that somethin'?
      You buy a Halloween costume and a pumpkin'?
      Almost gave your children a heart attack
      It's a tradition, but who the hell started that?
      A whole day dedicated to the devil
      That's just one out of several
      Most people don't think
      But America need to see a shrink for her holiday madness
      Holiday madness
      A whole day dedicated to the devil
      Damn, I can't wait until it get dark
      So I can light these fireworks up at the park
      And celebrate my independence
      It's the 4th of July, but I ain't got 10 cents
      I bought the jumbo assortment
      Then came out the pocket for a goddamn skyrocket
      And the shit was a dud
      It was lit, but it never even left the mud
      But at least I got freedom where I'm at
      Plus Red Devil and Wild Cat
      And they open 24 hours
      And right about now they got a sale on bloomin' flowers
      So I'm ready to celebrate
      July 4th 1930, the true date
      'Cause in 1776
      Black people were still in the mix
      Until the comin' of W.B. Farrhad
      The God in person, yeah cursin' America
      Word is bond
      And left us Elijah and Farrakhan

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