hoodrich pablo juan & danny wolf - vacation lyrics
[intro: hoodrich pablo juan]
ayy dil
go ‘head o
yeah, yeah, yeah
pablo juan in the building
danny wolf in the k!lling
danny i see you
these n-ggas really my children, ooh
[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
run to the money like it’s a race
don’t need you baby, you can be replaced
gold on me like a king, i’m an ace
she a freaky girl, let me skeet on her face
i make her eat it up, i got good taste
i’ma f-ck her before i take her on a date
play with that money, get checkmate
can’t f-ck with these n-ggas, they dead weight
yeah, livin’ my life like it was a vacation
do the dash in the foreign, i’m speed racin’
i sell you a bag in the trap for the peyton
i want that money, n-gga no debatin’
can’t f-ck with you n-ggas, you fakin’
no i’m not racist, my whip a caucasian
tennis chains dancin’ like they patrick swayze
pourin’ up the gerber bottle, she call me her baby
[verse 1: hoodrich pablo juan]
yeah, i’m chasin’ that money, i’m dedicated
good weed, lean, and the percs, that’s my medication
cap -ss n-gga like a student at graduation
sellin’ them pounds for eighteen like peyton
dr denim, valentino by maison
i need that fast money, i’m impatient
you just a crash dummy and that b-tch, she ain’t naked
i got this bag on me, filled it up with ben franklins
i see you with chanels on
made the pack touch down in the red zone
d-mn that b-tch fine and she sure got her head on
i do too much, i designer my headphones
they ain’t think i was gon’ do it
i get money like i’m jewish
i’m the teacher, you the student
foreign cars, they congruent
ride with a bad b-tch, big booty
[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
run to the money like it’s a race
don’t need you baby, you can be replaced
gold on me like a king, i’m an ace
she a freaky girl, let me skeet on her face
i make her eat it up, i got good taste
i’ma f-ck her before i take her on a date
play with that money, get checkmate
can’t f-ck with these n-ggas, they dead weight
yeah, livin’ my life like it was a vacation
do the dash in the foreign, i’m speed racin’
i sell you a bag in the trap for the peyton
i want that money, n-gga no debatin’
can’t f-ck with you n-ggas, you fakin’
no i’m not racist, my whip a caucasian
tennis chains dancin’ like they patrick swayze
pourin’ up the gerber bottle, she call me her baby
[verse 2: lil duke]
i just been sittin’ back, watchin’ the fake
can’t miss a mil, every day i eat steak
i want my money, not tryna debate
my n-ggas vocal, they already ate
came out the traphouse, was movin’ that weight
been on that bullsh-t, been made the news
you n-ggas broke with no clues
these are amiri, i’m not rockin’ trues
i was the freshest in school
i had the baddest lil b-tch
she was in school rockin’ loubs
n-gga you broke, you a fool
better go pick up that tool
i’ma go get what i want, you get what you can
i turned from a boss to a man, you know i
[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
run to the money like it’s a race
don’t need you baby, you can be replaced
gold on me like a king, i’m an ace
she a freaky girl, let me skeet on her face
i make her eat it up, i got good taste
i’ma f-ck her before i take her on a date
play with that money, get checkmate
can’t f-ck with these n-ggas, they dead weight
yeah, livin’ my life like it was a vacation
do the dash in the foreign, i’m speed racin’
i sell you a bag in the trap for the peyton
i want that money, n-gga no debatin’
can’t f-ck with you n-ggas, you fakin’
no i’m not racist, my whip a caucasian
tennis chains dancin’ like they patrick swayze
pourin’ up the gerber bottle, she call me her baby
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