@[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.
Ride with the mob
Alhamdulallah
Check in with me, and do ya job
Ferg is the name
Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch
Presi plain Jane
Yamborghini chain, rest in peace to my superior
Hermes link could feed a village in Liberia
TMZ taking pictures causin' mad hysteria
Momma see me on BET and started tearin' up
I'mma start killin' niggas
How you get that tribe
I attended Harlem picnics where you risked your life
Uncle used to skim work sellin' Nicks at night
I was only 8 years old watching Nick at Nite
Uncle psycho was in that bathroom buggin'!
Knife to his guts
Hope Daddy don't cut him
Suicidal thoughts brought to me with no advisory
He was pitchin' dummy selling fiends mad ivory
Grandma had the arthritis in her hands, bad!
She was poppin' pills like rappers in society
I fuck yo bitch for the irony
I'll send Meechy at yo hoe if yo bitch keep eyeing me
Ride with the mob
Alhamdulallah
Check in with me, and do ya job
Ferg is the name
Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch
Presi plain Jane
Ride with the mob
Alhamdulallah
Check in with me, and do ya job
Ferg is the name
Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch
Presi plain Jane
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
I'mma explain why you probably never seen me
I'm in a sunken place, no Instagram or watchin' TV
I think I trade my breakfast lunch and dinner for some kitty
Please believe me I see RiRi, I'mma eat it like panini
I go dump up in the bar, hit the walls like graffiti
Indian burns all up on a nigga wee-wee
I think I need a foursome, Bella, Kendall, Gigi
It'd be easy if Reneezy hook it all up on the leezy
I go crazy in my yeezy, Kirk Neezy on the beat
I told 'em that we finna glow up in the street
Rappers talk subliminal but they don't talk to me
Put 'em in a Jersey Shore like Pauly D
Ride with the mob
Alhamdulallah
Check in with me, and do ya job
Ferg is the name
Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch
Presi plain Jane
Ride with the mob
Alhamdulallah
Check in with me, and do ya job
Ferg is the name
Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch
Presi plain Jane
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Alhamdulallah
Check in with me, and do ya job
Ferg is the name
Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch
Presi plain Jane
Yamborghini chain, rest in peace to my superior
Hermes link could feed a village in Liberia
TMZ taking pictures causin' mad hysteria
Momma see me on BET and started tearin' up
I'mma start killin' niggas
How you get that tribe
I attended Harlem picnics where you risked your life
Uncle used to skim work sellin' Nicks at night
I was only 8 years old watching Nick at Nite
Uncle psycho was in that bathroom buggin'!
Knife to his guts
Hope Daddy don't cut him
Suicidal thoughts brought to me with no advisory
He was pitchin' dummy selling fiends mad ivory
Grandma had the arthritis in her hands, bad!
She was poppin' pills like rappers in society
I fuck yo bitch for the irony
I'll send Meechy at yo hoe if yo bitch keep eyeing me
Ride with the mob
Alhamdulallah
Check in with me, and do ya job
Ferg is the name
Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch
Presi plain Jane
Ride with the mob
Alhamdulallah
Check in with me, and do ya job
Ferg is the name
Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch
Presi plain Jane
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
I'mma explain why you probably never seen me
I'm in a sunken place, no Instagram or watchin' TV
I think I trade my breakfast lunch and dinner for some kitty
Please believe me I see RiRi, I'mma eat it like panini
I go dump up in the bar, hit the walls like graffiti
Indian burns all up on a nigga wee-wee
I think I need a foursome, Bella, Kendall, Gigi
It'd be easy if Reneezy hook it all up on the leezy
I go crazy in my yeezy, Kirk Neezy on the beat
I told 'em that we finna glow up in the street
Rappers talk subliminal but they don't talk to me
Put 'em in a Jersey Shore like Pauly D
Ride with the mob
Alhamdulallah
Check in with me, and do ya job
Ferg is the name
Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch
Presi plain Jane
Ride with the mob
Alhamdulallah
Check in with me, and do ya job
Ferg is the name
Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch
Presi plain Jane
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Suck a nigga dick or somethin'
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
Plain Jane Lyrics as written by Kirk Knight Darold Durard Brown
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