Holiday Lyrics by Naughty By Nature

Holiday Lyrics

    Chorus: phiness

    We came here to party, join together everybody
    Let's celebrate (it's a party goin on)
    It's a holiday (it's a party goin on)
    We came here to party, throw your hands up everybody
    Let's celebrate (it's a party goin on)
    It's a holiday (it's a party goin on)

    [vinnie]
    Once again, it's on, it's been awhile since you heard the style
    Yes it took a little time but now we worth your while
    To all of you from my crew who been waitin so long, this
    Track caps off at that official naughty bomb shit
    The ill-town party rhyme sayer
    Depletin mc's like the ozone layer
    May acquire my desires and like vintage wine
    We shall sell no rhyme, before it's time
    I'm, the nineteen naughty nine mc
    Microphone controller, master of ceremonies
    So remember why you hate me
    I'm naughty by nature you're severed by association
    Which meanin that you fake ass niggaz who connected to them
    Snake ass niggaz, don't come up in my face, ass niggaz
    You try to keep on rhymin like you didn't know
    Naughty by nature came to save ya from them bullshit shows

    Chorus

    [treach]
    The feds pick up the balance, watchin everything that we touch
    But yeah i see the d stuck in the v-s-e-and-g truck
    They watchin us, plan on knockin us, threw binoculars
    My nigga i connect the bottom lock to the top of us
    You take the topic, ain't no profit
    But give me a picture, and a compass, and i'll do a nostradamus
    Find that ass on a quick spot, catch you slippin
    Like ice and silk solks, the cover of your album
    Be the back of milkbox
    See i'm an iffer hit a shitter like an old timer
    Momma, i dig a vagina like a gold miner
    I'ma, rebel rhymer time trauma minus your momma
    Equal a lot less drama, let me talk to you mami
    Maybe you could come to dirty jerz, new jeru, witcha crew
    You bring that ass, i'll bring the brew
    And hit some thug passion, and roast some d
    From incense to hash'n, niggaz hot, talkin bout crashin

    Chorus

    [phiness]
    Do we (uh-huh, uh-huh)
    Do we
    Do we, dumdum-dum-dum-dum-dum

    [vinnie]
    So yo the moral of the story in this game called rap
    Either we all gon' clap, or somebody gon' get clapped
    And i'm not down with that, sure as my name's vin rock
    In '99 i will officially re-open up the block
    And dedicate my life to preservation of hip-hop
    I'm tired of seein the people of my culture gettin shot
    And now i must step up because i know that's all we got
    I must do it, pursue it, before all the maggots make it rot
    Hip-hop, it ain't gon' die, it's gon' diversify
    And as long as i'm alive, i'm gon' promote the i
    And no matter how many people try to use or difuse it
    It ain't nuttin like hip-hop music!!

    Chorus 2x

    [phiness]
    Do we .. doo-wee
    Do we .. doo-wee-yeah..
    Do we, dumdum-dum-dum-dum-dum

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