@[Diderik:33655] "Your a holiday!" Was a popular term used in the 50s/60s to compliment someone on their all around. For example, not only are they beautiful, but they are fun and kind too ... just an all around "holiday".
I think your first comment is closer to being accurate. The singer/song writers state "Millions of eyes can see, yet why am i so blind!? When the someone else is me, its unkind its unkind". I believe hes referring to the girl toying with him and using him. He wants something deeper with her, thats why he allows himself to be as a puppet (even though for her fun and games) as long as it makes her happy. But he knows deep down that she doesnt really want to be serious with him and thats what makes him.
Now we sleep all day and party all night
I'm picking up my homie from the what, Northside
Tommys on my shirt, and nike's on my shoes
We rollin in the 'burban on them killa 22's
Hit the Southside, and pick up 2 twins
You can take Kelly's booty, I'ma do Kim's
Cops don't like me, not everyone agrees
I sag so low that my belts around my knees
Bass be boomin', make the girls butts wiggle
My girls gettin' drunk and she's showin' me her nipples
23rd and Sherman, I stop to get a sack
Sunday afternoon, I put Mason on the map
'Cause the dopeman got em in a 6-4 drop
Sometimes I'm on elbow, sometimes I'm on chop
Dopehouse Clique, and we all got cloud
Peace to DJ Lobo and my homie Bill Styles
'Cause my posse's is on Broadway
I ride with my nigga, lie for my nigga
Smoke fry with my nigga, shine with my nigga
I'd die for my nigga, cry for my nigga
Stay high with my nigga, my nigga
My Nigga
Hanging with my niggas in the Hillwood Grove
Chickens in my kitchen cookin' in my stove
Imagine I've been saggin' ever since I could walk
Been beggin' you to listen ever since I could talk
Double-in my money, even make it triple
I've never been a bum, but I'm beggin' for a nickel
Still dippin' sticks with a throwed ass bitch
Workin' those lips, but I don't mean a kiss
Roll with fuckin' killers, we all got straps
Walkin' through my hood with a woodgrain mac
Slip em in a coma, slangin' on my cut
It took a lot of work to get my block so crunk
'Cause my posse's on Broadway
I eat with my nigga, sleep with my nigga
Cook beef with my nigga, Creep with my nigga
On feet with my nigga, drink with my nigga
Pack heat with my nigga, my nigga
My Nigga
Now we back in population, we all got straps
Run around town, in trophy trucks and 'lacs
The wheels keep turnin', I'm choppin' up the wind
I see the ladies lookin', they wanna jump in
Now the front ends hoppin' and the car begins to dance
My forty ounce bottle, is spillin' on my pants
Ridin' too deep, in the four-door '77
I'm tryin' to count my TV's, I think I got eleven
Now we all got love for the '63 Impala
Ruby is the short one, claimin' Guatemala
Bobby is the mix-breed, people think he's funny
Behind us in the Cougar and he's hoppin' like a bunny
Bird's keep flyin', I feel like a Hawaiian
'Cause my backyard looks like an exotic island
Creepin Harrisburg, the party broke left
I make a you-Turn, 'cause I'm Broadway to my death
'Cause my posse's on Broadway
I roll with my nigga, smoke with my nigga
Fuck hoes with my nigga, blow with my nigga
Buy clothes with my nigga, throw with my nigga
Cook dope with my nigga, my nigga
My Nigga
I chill with my nigga, deal with my nigga
Pop pills with my nigga, steal for my nigga
I'd kill for my nigga, feel my nigga
On wheels with my nigga, my nigga
My Nigga
South Park's in the motherfuckin' house y'all
South Park's in the motherfuckin' house
South Park's in the motherfuckin' house y'all
South Park's in the motherfuckin' house!!
I'm picking up my homie from the what, Northside
Tommys on my shirt, and nike's on my shoes
We rollin in the 'burban on them killa 22's
Hit the Southside, and pick up 2 twins
You can take Kelly's booty, I'ma do Kim's
Cops don't like me, not everyone agrees
I sag so low that my belts around my knees
Bass be boomin', make the girls butts wiggle
My girls gettin' drunk and she's showin' me her nipples
23rd and Sherman, I stop to get a sack
Sunday afternoon, I put Mason on the map
'Cause the dopeman got em in a 6-4 drop
Sometimes I'm on elbow, sometimes I'm on chop
Dopehouse Clique, and we all got cloud
Peace to DJ Lobo and my homie Bill Styles
'Cause my posse's is on Broadway
I ride with my nigga, lie for my nigga
Smoke fry with my nigga, shine with my nigga
I'd die for my nigga, cry for my nigga
Stay high with my nigga, my nigga
My Nigga
Hanging with my niggas in the Hillwood Grove
Chickens in my kitchen cookin' in my stove
Imagine I've been saggin' ever since I could walk
Been beggin' you to listen ever since I could talk
Double-in my money, even make it triple
I've never been a bum, but I'm beggin' for a nickel
Still dippin' sticks with a throwed ass bitch
Workin' those lips, but I don't mean a kiss
Roll with fuckin' killers, we all got straps
Walkin' through my hood with a woodgrain mac
Slip em in a coma, slangin' on my cut
It took a lot of work to get my block so crunk
'Cause my posse's on Broadway
I eat with my nigga, sleep with my nigga
Cook beef with my nigga, Creep with my nigga
On feet with my nigga, drink with my nigga
Pack heat with my nigga, my nigga
My Nigga
Now we back in population, we all got straps
Run around town, in trophy trucks and 'lacs
The wheels keep turnin', I'm choppin' up the wind
I see the ladies lookin', they wanna jump in
Now the front ends hoppin' and the car begins to dance
My forty ounce bottle, is spillin' on my pants
Ridin' too deep, in the four-door '77
I'm tryin' to count my TV's, I think I got eleven
Now we all got love for the '63 Impala
Ruby is the short one, claimin' Guatemala
Bobby is the mix-breed, people think he's funny
Behind us in the Cougar and he's hoppin' like a bunny
Bird's keep flyin', I feel like a Hawaiian
'Cause my backyard looks like an exotic island
Creepin Harrisburg, the party broke left
I make a you-Turn, 'cause I'm Broadway to my death
'Cause my posse's on Broadway
I roll with my nigga, smoke with my nigga
Fuck hoes with my nigga, blow with my nigga
Buy clothes with my nigga, throw with my nigga
Cook dope with my nigga, my nigga
My Nigga
I chill with my nigga, deal with my nigga
Pop pills with my nigga, steal for my nigga
I'd kill for my nigga, feel my nigga
On wheels with my nigga, my nigga
My Nigga
South Park's in the motherfuckin' house y'all
South Park's in the motherfuckin' house
South Park's in the motherfuckin' house y'all
South Park's in the motherfuckin' house!!
Lyrics submitted by HustleTown
Broadway Lyrics as written by James Taylor Curtis Fitzgerald Williams
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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