Thug Holiday lyrics
by Blac Youngsta
[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign]
Oh, yeah
Oh-na-na...
Dolla $ign!
[Chorus: Blac Youngsta & Ty Dolla $ign]
I know what you going through
We can have some fun, boo
I ain't got the sunroof
I'ma throw some ones too
Oh, yeah!
I know what you going through
I been through some sh*t too
The car ain't got no roof
I might throw some ones too
This is for my people in the ghetto, I'm calling out
All my thugs in the ghetto, I'm calling out
[Verse 1: Blac Youngsta]
I been in a gangster since I was born
I was young, dumb, and influenced
I don't f*ck with n*ggas in my 'hood, I just ride past and beep my horn
Have you ever loved somebody and you thought they had your back?
Then they leave you for somebody, baby, how you do me like that?
How you gon' switch on me like that?
I know them n*ggas pus*y cause I used to run with 'em
I might tell that lil' b*tch pull up, and bring a ton with 'em
[Chorus: Blac Youngsta & Ty Dolla $ign]
I know what you going through
We can have some fun, boo
I ain't got the sunroof
I'ma throw some ones too
Oh, yeah!
I know what you going through
I been through some sh*t too
The car ain't got no roof
I might throw some ones too
This is for my people in the ghetto, I'm calling out
All my thugs in the ghetto, I'm calling out
[Verse 2: Blac Youngsta]
Can I touch your honey bun? (That's my b*tch!)
Baby, can I f*ck you with my gun? (She the sh*t!)
I might do a drive-by in that pus*y
I'ma let my guys slide in that pus*y
If I go broke, would you still love me?
If I go to jail, would you still love me?
If I go to Heaven, would you still love me?
If I go to Hell, would you still love me?
My lil' n*ggas love me so much, they'll kill for me
I love my b*tch cause she was here for me, real sh*t
Would you love me in a Benz?
Would you love me on a bus?
I got 21 questions, and they all about us
I can see the pain in your eyes
Why your head down, baby? Lift it up
[Chorus: Blac Youngsta & Ty Dolla $ign]
I know what you going through
We can have some fun, boo
I ain't got the sunroof
I'ma throw some ones too
Oh, yeah!
I know what you going through
I been through some sh*t too
The car ain't got no roof
I might throw some ones too
This is for my people in the ghetto, I'm calling out
All my thugs in the ghetto, I'm calling out