Holiday Lyrics
| Song | Holiday |
| Artist | Naughty by Nature |
| Album | Nineteen Naughty Nine Nature's Fury |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 |
| 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 Illtown 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 VSEandG 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 uhhuh, uhhuh | |
| Do we | |
| Do we, dumdumdumdumdumdum | |
| 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 reopen up the block | |
| And dedicate my life to preservation of hiphop | |
| 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 | |
| HipHop, 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 hiphop music!! | |
| Chorus 2X | |
| Phiness | |
| Do we .. doowee | |
| Do we .. dooweeyeah.. | |
| Do we, dumdumdumdumdumdum |
| 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 Illtown 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 VSEandG 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 uhhuh, uhhuh | |
| Do we | |
| Do we, dumdumdumdumdumdum | |
| 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 reopen up the block | |
| And dedicate my life to preservation of hiphop | |
| 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 | |
| HipHop, 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 hiphop music!! | |
| Chorus 2X | |
| Phiness | |
| Do we .. doowee | |
| Do we .. dooweeyeah.. | |
| Do we, dumdumdumdumdumdum |
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