SHEDAISY lyrics - Brand New Year

Jingle Bells

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Dashing through the snow in a one horse open sleigh Over the fields we go (ah ah) Laughing all the way (ah ah) Bells are bound to ring making spirit's bright (spirit's bright) Oh what fun it is to ride and sing, sing a sleighing song tonight [Chorus] Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way Jingle bells, jingle bells Come and ride with me in that open sleigh A day or two ago (a day or two ago) I thought I'd take a ride (I thought I'd take a ride) I can't think of a better way to spend the day Then with you by my, you right by my side [Repeat Chorus] (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) It's you, it's me, the moon, the trees (The moon and the trees let's glide through the snow) With no where to go Jingle Bells, Jingle all the way Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way (come and ride with me, come out and ride with me) Jingle bells, jingle bells Come outside with me, come and ride with me In that open sleigh Open sleigh

Sleigh Ride Bells

DIANA ROSS "Making Spirits Bright"
(Leroy Anderson/Mitchell Parish) Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way Oh what fun it is to ride In a one horse open sleigh Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way... In a one horse open sleigh Just hear those sleigh bells jinglin' Ring-ting-tinglin', too Come on, it's lovely weather For a sleigh ride together with you Outside the snow is falling And friend are calling Yoo hoo! Come on, it's lovely weather For a sleigh ride together with you Giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up Let's go Let's look at the show We're riding in a wonderland of snow Giddy-up, giddy-up, giddy-up It's grand Just holding your hand We're gliding along with a song of a wintery fairyland Our cheeks are nice and rosy and comfy-cozy are we We're snuggled up together Like birds of a feather would be Let's take the road before us and sing a chorus or two Come on, it's lovely weather for a... Lovely weather for a... Lovely weather for a... Lovely weather for a sleigh ride Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way Oh what fun it is to ride In a one horse open sleigh Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way... In a one horse open sleigh Dashing through the snow... In a one horse open sleigh Lovely weather for a sleigh ride Lovely weather Dashing through the snow

I Like Christmas

ALI LOHAN "Lohan Holiday"
Yeah Fa la la la la , Fa la la la la Fa la la la la, Fa la la la la 25th day twelfth month of December Set with a star so we remember Its a fun birthday celebration For all the world in every nation Nothing like a holiday that I know (yeah) I like Christmas fun like a ride in a one horse open sleigh I like Christmas fa la la la la all the way Tell me the story 'bout flying reindeer Sing me the songs of season cheer Lets go see those Christmas movies When we get home bake gingerbread cookies Nothing like a holiday that I know (yeah) I like Christmas fun like a ride in a one horse open sleigh I like Christmas fa la la la la all the way (hey) I like Christmas fun like a ride in a one horse open sleigh I like Christmas fa la la la la all the way (hey) fa la la la la (hey) fa la la la la fa la la la la (hey) fa la la la la (hey) I like really, really like (I like Christmas 25th day) I like really, really like (I like Christmas) I like really, really like I like really, really like I like Christmas I like really, really like I like Christmas really, really like La all the way I like really, really like I like Christmas I like (yeah)

Bad Habit

Offspring "Smash"
Hey man you know I'm really okay The gun in my hand will tell you the same But when I'm in my car Don't give me no crap Cause the slightest thing and I just might snap When I go driving I stay in my lane But getting cut off it makes me insane I open the glove box Reach inside I'm gonna wreck this fucker's ride I guess I got a bad habit Of blowin' away Yeah I got a bad habit And it ain't goin' away Yeah Well they say the road is a dangerous place If you flip me off I'll get in your face If you drive on my ass Your foot's on the gas And your next breath is your last Drivers are rude Such attitudes But when i show my piece Complaints cease Something's odd I feel like I'm god You stupid dumbshit goddam motherfucker I open the glove box Reach inside I'm gonna wreck this fucker's ride

Promise

DO OR DIE "Picture This"
[Featuring Johnny P] Verse One: Belo Since I'm 'Lo let me flex this If there's somethin on yo' mind recline and check this Song smooth not reckless Swing it high and ride from 'Side to Texas Give the game up since I came up Blew my name up check out the rhythm make them all wanna flame up Strike a match to a lighter A message to a young ridah on the sight of pimp poetry I make you lighter than a feather in your dime hat Bitchin to skins, saw that I can tell you where the mob at At the click, summer sunnin where the broads at Diggin all that, smokin weed until they come and we can fall back Shootin back for the small scratch Trey-Fo' what you call that? Pull up my drawers Girbauds and doze to pros got called by the po-po, save it for the phone doe Bond DeVille, flossin off behind the wheel it's appeal Took a chill, but I still had to pose And if I pause, it's because I left my car and the phone Chorus: Johnny P Can you smoke it right With a playa, like me, and you, oh babe Can you smoke it right With a playa, like me, and you Verse Two: AK-47 See uhh, laid back I'ma let the proper game at two rats In the roll like two sacks Dub essential when my homey came up On the same drug for layin up they holla who that Double check, just a couple hoes Tryin to see where my head was at On some problem shit Wish to be up within the party shit With the blunts and Bacardi shit With the way she was dressed she might as well had nuttin on your body bitch Hit the red on my side cause you know how a party get Nuttin but the proper cheese To squeeze a little on and scoot on to proper chick But really doe, once a man advance and bend blocks smoke the last of these Pimp cats done CC's Heavy G's ninety-six flippin clips bout naturally Bags seized through Darnell Heavy sacks and drop-tops Now look on your map and spot where we, R-I-D, E, and smoke Chorus Verse Three: Belo I, made my money on the DL Closed shop in the Pontiac we bail To the mall to ball we're all pall Cause a brother gonna floss in front of these females To the retail Five double oh period double oh these suits The Girbaud with the boots Then I scoop, up the loot Paid the cash and dashed past the lab or the members of Put my foot in motion, exits the sto' with my brand new gear Spring game in her ear Tell her Miss to please me and dance till it'll make me hear Get her dizzy off the Stanberg Girlie had to run for months to pump up but I'ma handle her like a man, I'ma stand if I fall And when I fall, then the city better make the call Left the mall, by the minutes of clothes I suppose I get dressed to impress these hoes Getty shoe fresh Guess from head to toe Only wearin in the do' what the playas know Bet y'all wanna see me niggaz wanna be me Never will they pimp free, pimp costs And I get lost on the slide for the Ave gettin high while we ride Chorus [Johnny P] Can you smoke it right, in the back seat of a Cad' Choppin up the paper for my homies Do or Die Whoa yeah, whoahhah, yeah Can I say it one more time Can you smoke it right, in the back seat of a Cad' Choppin up the paper for my homies Do or Die Whoa yeah, can you smoke it right with me baby, check it out... Can you ride right, ride ride ride ride C'mon girl ride ride ride ride Can you ride right, ride ride ride ride C'mon girl ride ride ride ride Whoa yeah (whoa yeah) Won't you ride with me baby (won't you ride with me baby) With my homey Belo My homey oh yeah, oh yeah, in my ride, c'mon baby, c'mon baby Check it out C'mon baby, oh yeah, can you ride with me baby Ohhhwhoaaaah yeah, come girl Won't you ride (I gotta know, I gotta know) I wanna go Do you wanna go, yeahhh

Drop Drop

JOE BUDDEN
[Intro] Uh huh, yeah Uh huh, yeah Oh no (louder) oh no (louder) Uh huh, uh huh [Chorus] (Drop drop) - my homies that ride chromies let it (Pop pop) - at the bar Budden them bottles and them (Shots shots) - my ladies it's all gravy if you (Hot hot) then come back to the (spot spot) and maybe we can (Bone bone) - know that we chilling, she something shaking in her (Thong thong) - gangsta gangsta, paper paper (Long long) - and for my riders all over Now you know we wanna hit it hit it Don't stop, get it get it [Verse] Sick wit it, I keep paper around me So I know that everybody got the vapors around me See me in a big truck thin rubber riding 2 Way and a broad, and got 10 others squatting Cause I know Cal broads act up man So 'cha man man gotta keep a back up plan Not a dance floor nucka [nigga] I'm take em home get em to drop they pants And gross nucka till the (drip drip) No you not my wife no you can't handle my (kid kid) I'm just trying to put in your (rib rib) Through Cheetah, we in the four door Beem Not like the two door like the kid only got a few divas Drive wit my knees, seat recline While she leaned over giving me a piece of her mind I be sizing em up from they thighs and above Holla at me if you wanna come and ride wit a thug, yeah! [Chorus] [Bridge] All my ladies if you riding! Then you know to skip the shotgun and bag the one driving All my nuckas if you riding! Don't trip plenty cash if she stingy wit ass [Verse] Yo boy got a street chick Rocks Chanelle she focused ('focused man') Stay wit a bag of fine and no elder rolling (uh) She just one of my dames, gotta stay cool Everything I got is under her name, it's on! (top top) And I'm the same dude came up from the (block block) I'm doing it baby I can't (stop stop) In my rear view I'm getting tailed by the (cops cops) Clean but kit got me looking like I'm (hot hot) I ain't on the (streets streets) dawg Just trying to (eat eat) So fall back jerk, cop I ain't (beat beat) Can't miss me, I'm the guy in the V-Tweezy And that dime you was hollering at, she's wit me in the [Chorus] [Verse] Chicks wit nice bodies, whip be wide body Backseat emtpy, clips can ride shotty, We gon' (ride ride) See yo boy getting a million We ain't merking it, Nathan had they missing a ceiling And, could catch me spendning time at the bar You like your water frozen, dawg I like mine in a jar We get it (crunk crunk) y'all hear the system out in the (trunk trunk) Thump thump Budden be giving you what you want now [Chorus]

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