Savage Holidays Boosie Badazz
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[Intro]
Ooh
Kinda cold in them hideaways
Ain't nobody die today
[Chorus]
Savage holiday
Ooh, it's kinda cold in them hideaways
Ain't nobody die today
Savage holiday
[Verse 1]
Too young, died from the corner store (Ha)
Nigga brought that 'cause he wanted more (Ha)
Now they want get back, left us, gon' hit back
Left them boys in front the store (Ha)
Caught 'em in traffic, did the boy nasty
On some true dog shit
Sprayed everybody like, "Fuck it!"
On some Duval shit (Duval)
This 'fore Thanksgivin', they trippin'
They want blood, not chicken
Only thing on they mental
Kill that nigga 'fore Christmas
Miss Patty just lost her baby last Christmas
(Guess what else, though?)
Her other son, he got eighty last Christmas
Ooh
Kinda cold in them hideaways
Ain't nobody die today
[Chorus]
Savage holiday
Ooh, it's kinda cold in them hideaways
Ain't nobody die today
Savage holiday
[Verse 1]
Too young, died from the corner store (Ha)
Nigga brought that 'cause he wanted more (Ha)
Now they want get back, left us, gon' hit back
Left them boys in front the store (Ha)
Caught 'em in traffic, did the boy nasty
On some true dog shit
Sprayed everybody like, "Fuck it!"
On some Duval shit (Duval)
This 'fore Thanksgivin', they trippin'
They want blood, not chicken
Only thing on they mental
Kill that nigga 'fore Christmas
Miss Patty just lost her baby last Christmas
(Guess what else, though?)
Her other son, he got eighty last Christmas
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