@[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.
Yo I'm gettin ready to put y'all up on somethin man
(What's goin on yo)
Yo, when you see somethin ill (uh-huh)
Nahmean? That shit is WHOA (that's what whoa means)
Anything ill you see is WHOA (uh-huh)
Nigga have a big 6 at the curb that's WHOA (okay?)
Especially if he got the fully equipped kit on it; it's WHOA
Like youknowhatImean? Like yo..
I had this bad bitch Uptown, she was WHOA!
Had me fucked up in the head I mean WHOA!
Bought the bitch diamonds and pearls I mean WHOA!
Shoulda seen them shits shinin on her wrist, WHOA!
Now money ain't a problem, see my dough is like WHOA!
Pulled out my bankroll on y'all niggaz like WHOA!
Floss the blue shrimp from two-tenth like WHOA!
Faggot wanna peep my blueprints, I'm like WHOA!
Had to hit the brakes on y'all niggaz like WHOA!
Niggaz gettin pulled on my block like WHOA!
Comin home within a half an hour like WHOA!
Frontin like they had the manpower like WHOA!
More or less, More or so, I'll rip your torso
I live the fast life, come through in the Porshe slow like WHOA!
My niggaz - like dough, light 'dro
Nitro, might flow, nice clothes like WHOA
Ease pain with cocaine like WHOA!
Now I'm Doc Strange in the Range like WHOA! (They don't know me)
Hundred miles an hour, switchin lanes like WHOA!
Plus I'm gettin brain from this chick like WHOA!
Finger near a nigga asshole like WHOA!
Scene floss riches and bitches like WHOA!
Nine-nine Jag Benz Coupe like WHOA!
Keep them cheese lines on youe blocks like WHOA!
Grenade through your window bitch, like WHOA!
Love to see me do this shit, like WHOA!
Niggaz put me through this shit, like WHOA!
So I'ma go toe to toe, blow for blow like WHOA!
and rip your torso
Live the fast life, come through in the Porshe slow like WHOA!
My niggaz - like dough, light 'dro
Nitro, might flow, nice clothes like WHOA!
We bag it, then flip it like WHOA!
Cars we jack it then strip it like WHOA!
Fully equip it, front to back, like WHOA!
Spittin on fiends that come for crack like WHOA!
Askin for shorts and shit nigga like WHOA!
Half on his krunk, now nigga that's WHOA!
Flow so properly you'll see I'm WHOA!
Ain't no stoppin me, I'm deep like WHOA!
Guns be poppin B, we creep like WHOA!
Hear my name in these streets it's like WHOA!
Must I pound the concrete like WHOA!
Fill his bitch ass, head to feet like WHOA!
Your man ain't WHOA! The judge ain't WHOA!
C.O.'s ain't WHOA! P.O.'s ain't WHOA!
Play y'allself I get the G.I. Joe
D-I-C, K riders ain't WHOA!
I'll rip your torso
Live the fast life, come through in the Porshe slow like WHOA!
My niggaz - like dough, light 'dro
Nitro, might flow, nice clothes like WHOA
Niggaz gettin money in VA is WHOA!
Honies lookin right in ATL is WHOA!
Niggaz pimpin hoes in Chi-Town is WHOA!
Bitches takin paper in L.A. is WHOA!
Niggaz stacking dough in D.C. is WHOA!
P.R. D.R. hold me down like WHOA!
Ballers in Detroit hold me down like WHOA!
Niggaz in New Orleans gettin money is WHOA!
Boston and Jersey, muh'fuckers is WHOA!
Florida niggaz and Philly niggaz is WHOA!
Tampa and Texas, Cleveland is WHOA!
Memphis and Lil' Rock, my niggaz is WHOA!
Panama niggaz they hold me down like WHOA!
My New York peoples they hold me down like WHOA!
Bad Boy nigga, word is bond we WHOA!
Alumni bitches, word is bond we WHOA!
N.C, S.C., motherfuckers is WHOA!
My nigga Buckwild, word is bond he WHOA!
Uhh.. and that's just how the story go..
And whoever I forgot on this shit is, WHOA!
Aww man, WHOA!
Eighth street, Life Stories (WHOA!)
P.D.P.R., that nigga..
The beat I got from big Buckwild is WHOA!
That nigga Black Rob on the mic is WHOA!
My whole fuckin flow on the mic is WHOA!
(What's goin on yo)
Yo, when you see somethin ill (uh-huh)
Nahmean? That shit is WHOA (that's what whoa means)
Anything ill you see is WHOA (uh-huh)
Nigga have a big 6 at the curb that's WHOA (okay?)
Especially if he got the fully equipped kit on it; it's WHOA
Like youknowhatImean? Like yo..
I had this bad bitch Uptown, she was WHOA!
Had me fucked up in the head I mean WHOA!
Bought the bitch diamonds and pearls I mean WHOA!
Shoulda seen them shits shinin on her wrist, WHOA!
Now money ain't a problem, see my dough is like WHOA!
Pulled out my bankroll on y'all niggaz like WHOA!
Floss the blue shrimp from two-tenth like WHOA!
Faggot wanna peep my blueprints, I'm like WHOA!
Had to hit the brakes on y'all niggaz like WHOA!
Niggaz gettin pulled on my block like WHOA!
Comin home within a half an hour like WHOA!
Frontin like they had the manpower like WHOA!
More or less, More or so, I'll rip your torso
I live the fast life, come through in the Porshe slow like WHOA!
My niggaz - like dough, light 'dro
Nitro, might flow, nice clothes like WHOA
Ease pain with cocaine like WHOA!
Now I'm Doc Strange in the Range like WHOA! (They don't know me)
Hundred miles an hour, switchin lanes like WHOA!
Plus I'm gettin brain from this chick like WHOA!
Finger near a nigga asshole like WHOA!
Scene floss riches and bitches like WHOA!
Nine-nine Jag Benz Coupe like WHOA!
Keep them cheese lines on youe blocks like WHOA!
Grenade through your window bitch, like WHOA!
Love to see me do this shit, like WHOA!
Niggaz put me through this shit, like WHOA!
So I'ma go toe to toe, blow for blow like WHOA!
and rip your torso
Live the fast life, come through in the Porshe slow like WHOA!
My niggaz - like dough, light 'dro
Nitro, might flow, nice clothes like WHOA!
We bag it, then flip it like WHOA!
Cars we jack it then strip it like WHOA!
Fully equip it, front to back, like WHOA!
Spittin on fiends that come for crack like WHOA!
Askin for shorts and shit nigga like WHOA!
Half on his krunk, now nigga that's WHOA!
Flow so properly you'll see I'm WHOA!
Ain't no stoppin me, I'm deep like WHOA!
Guns be poppin B, we creep like WHOA!
Hear my name in these streets it's like WHOA!
Must I pound the concrete like WHOA!
Fill his bitch ass, head to feet like WHOA!
Your man ain't WHOA! The judge ain't WHOA!
C.O.'s ain't WHOA! P.O.'s ain't WHOA!
Play y'allself I get the G.I. Joe
D-I-C, K riders ain't WHOA!
I'll rip your torso
Live the fast life, come through in the Porshe slow like WHOA!
My niggaz - like dough, light 'dro
Nitro, might flow, nice clothes like WHOA
Niggaz gettin money in VA is WHOA!
Honies lookin right in ATL is WHOA!
Niggaz pimpin hoes in Chi-Town is WHOA!
Bitches takin paper in L.A. is WHOA!
Niggaz stacking dough in D.C. is WHOA!
P.R. D.R. hold me down like WHOA!
Ballers in Detroit hold me down like WHOA!
Niggaz in New Orleans gettin money is WHOA!
Boston and Jersey, muh'fuckers is WHOA!
Florida niggaz and Philly niggaz is WHOA!
Tampa and Texas, Cleveland is WHOA!
Memphis and Lil' Rock, my niggaz is WHOA!
Panama niggaz they hold me down like WHOA!
My New York peoples they hold me down like WHOA!
Bad Boy nigga, word is bond we WHOA!
Alumni bitches, word is bond we WHOA!
N.C, S.C., motherfuckers is WHOA!
My nigga Buckwild, word is bond he WHOA!
Uhh.. and that's just how the story go..
And whoever I forgot on this shit is, WHOA!
Aww man, WHOA!
Eighth street, Life Stories (WHOA!)
P.D.P.R., that nigga..
The beat I got from big Buckwild is WHOA!
That nigga Black Rob on the mic is WHOA!
My whole fuckin flow on the mic is WHOA!
Lyrics submitted by Cool_Dandy
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This whole song is like WHOA!