Westside ConnectionIt's The Holidaze

[Intro:] Tell ya people that I'm comin by (Yeah Yeah), Got that s**t that'll get ya high (Holla At A Pimp), Talkin s**t 'cause I'm off Tonight, and you really wanna feel alright (Ice Cube) Cook sometin' serve sometin', Like George Girv sometin', Fingaroll Michael Irv sometin', Smoke sometin', 'cause it's the holidaze, Get ya dolla daze, pop a colla plaze, I'm come through wit the brand new light blue ready to eat n' s**t, N****s can't compete my s**t, Got the whole family on the law, So mine's be jealous, Like that n***a marcellous, But don't get overzealous, And try to ball wit a n***a who play double headas 'cause, I'll pull out the double wettas, C*** em' back and treat you like you neva met us, So this year fill ya heart wit' cheer or disappear n***a, Holla if ya clear n***a, it's Ice Cube you can call me tha Grinch, I got your Christmas list, But I ain't buyin' you s**t [Chorus:] Tell ya people that I'm comin by (Yeah Yeah), Got that s**t that'll get ya high (I'm on my way), Talkin s**t 'cause I'm off Tonight, and you really wanna feel alright I Wanna Know What You Gonna Do For The Holidaze? (You Know, I'm Comin' Through For The Holidaze), What You Gonna Do For The Holidaze? (I'm Comin' Through To Scoop You For The Holidaze) (Ice Cube) Westside Connect Gang-Ga-Gang Connect Gang-Ga-Gang Connect Gang-Ga-Gang (Wc) Ba boom guess who stepped in the room, Off the liquor loc C-walkin' under the missteltoe, Shoppin' cookies, bag full of Goodies, Smokin' out your city with this blue berry sticky icky, Wc off the hinges my witness, And them high switchez for a Ghetto f*****g Christmas, Hit the block flossin' I got's to rap, Three wheelin' with the Konjak on my bud nyya, Gangsta Gangsta got 'em lookin' my way, 'cause I got the new "West Class" in the drive-way, Bendin' the corner, put it up on ya, Like Threelik Swing Swing, Bling Bling, Mad Hoggin, Bouncin, Sippin' Beer, Blindin' ni***z wit' the carrots in my ear, Another currin' out the gate, Stack them big heads, Dub tryin get me Tween some scared nyya. [Chorus:] Tell ya people that I'm comin by (Skip Skip), Got that s**t that'll get ya high (Don't Trip), Talkin s**t 'cause I'm off Tonight, and you really wanna feel alright I Wanna Know What You Gonna Do For The Holidaze? (Say What, I'm Comin' Through For The Holidaze), What You Gonna Do For The Holidaze? (I'm Comin' Through To f**k You For The Holidaze) (Ice Cube) Holla At A Pimp, Holla At A Pimp (Mack 10) It's that time of year I got a Sack of Scrizzla, And meants for the whitening sabber and Chinchilla, I know my momma cooked I can hardly wait, I'm hungry so when I come through hand me a plate, Or that down hun southern cook connect jam, Now easy on the ham, But heavy on the candy jam, I see you lookin' at me bugged out (No Doubt), Pull up in a bentley straight Thugged out, Heavy metal, Extreame ghetto and bugs, And only Converse on my pedal 'cause all I wear is chucks, While I'm, Greasin' G all down on my drawers, And You Know I plained up like Santa Claus, I grind, And do what I do to make a not, And the Cali weather ain't the only thing that's hot Chicken Hawkin', I stay away from guys that snitchin', And Though It's Sunny I'm still around hoes 'cause I'm Pitchin' [Chorus:] Tell ya people that I'm comin by (Yeah Yeah), Got that s**t that'll get ya high (I'm Do Or Die), Talkin s**t 'cause I'm off Tonight, and you really wanna feel alright I Wanna Know What You Gonna Do For The Holidaze? (What you Wanna Do?, I'm Comin' Through For The Holidaze), What You Gonna Do For The Holidaze? (I'm Comin' Through To Drink A Brew For The Holidaze)
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