Bmob - Holiday Lyrics

By the way
We on Holiday
I don't wear a watch on a Saturday
Yeah I got you babe
When the sun gets low
We can call the restaurant say we on our way
I don't wanna talk a bunch
I wanna swim your body wave
Thank god he made ya
You make a blind man drop a cane
Don't you worry bout the finance I'm okay
Yeah I'm more than okay
Baby I'm great
Lemme untie that bikini
You and I one hell of a combination
You so flawless, nah lemme concentrate
You quality
Hey
I need
Need me some of that it's like magic
Can't sum it up you too perfect
You don't practice, I gotta have it
Need me a lil some of that shit
Oo You kill em and you assassin
From the rooftop up in Manhattan
All the way down to the islands
Yeah you magic
Like okay okay
Okay okay
You turn me on baby okay okay
Okay okay
Now we can ride with the top back
Know I gotta have it just to show you off
And you can shop at the strip or you can meet up at the crib
That's where it all comes off
And we can ride with the top back
When it's like eleven just to show you off
Or we could dance all night until the sun comes up or till it all goes wrong
I need
Need me some of that it's like magic
Can't sum it up you too perfect
You don't practice, I gotta have it
Need me a lil some of that shit
Oo You kill em and you assassin
From the rooftop up in Manhattan
All the way down to the islands
Yeah you magic
Like okay okay
Okay okay
You turn me on baby okay okay
Okay okay
Oh I like your long hair and your long legs
All my competition baby now they all dead
I'ma fuck you good messing up the bedspread
Room service knocking like please don't disturb
Leave off ya shirt
Bring out the work for me
Work like you never had a day off ya heard
Word, it's about to take a wild turn
Lemme see ya tan lines
Baby what's your pant size
Put you in Designer like a panda
Can't lie
I'ma be an animal you anti-fur
Yeah you see what I'm doing here
You winning by a landslide girl
I need
Need me some of that it's like magic
Can't sum it up you too perfect
You don't practice, I gotta have it
Need me a lil some of that shit
Oo You kill em and you assassin
From the rooftop up in Manhattan
All the way down to the islands
Yeah you magic
Like okay okay
Okay okay
You turn me on baby okay okay
Okay okay
Now we can ride with the top back
Know I gotta have it just to show you off
And you can shop at the strip or you can meet up at the crib
That's where it all comes off
And we can ride with the top back
When it's like eleven just to show you off
Or we could dance all night until the sun comes up or till it all goes wrong

By the way
We on Holiday
I don't wear a watch on a Saturday
Yeah I got you babe
When the sun gets low
We can call the restaurant say we on our way
I don't wanna talk a bunch
I wanna swim your body wave
Thank god he made ya
You make a blind man drop a cane
Don't you worry bout the finance I'm okay
Yeah I'm more than okay
Baby I'm great
Lemme untie that bikini
You and I one hell of a combination
You so flawless, nah lemme concentrate
You quality
Hey
I need
Need me some of that it's like magic
Can't sum it up you too perfect
You don't practice, I gotta have it
Need me a lil some of that shit
Oo You kill em and you assassin
From the rooftop up in Manhattan
All the way down to the islands
Yeah you magic
Like okay okay
Okay okay
You turn me on baby okay okay
Okay okay
Now we can ride with the top back
Know I gotta have it just to show you off
And you can shop at the strip or you can meet up at the crib
That's where it all comes off
And we can ride with the top back
When it's like eleven just to show you off
Or we could dance all night until the sun comes up or till it all goes wrong
I need
Need me some of that it's like magic
Can't sum it up you too perfect
You don't practice, I gotta have it
Need me a lil some of that shit
Oo You kill em and you assassin
From the rooftop up in Manhattan
All the way down to the islands
Yeah you magic
Like okay okay
Okay okay
You turn me on baby okay okay
Okay okay
Oh I like your long hair and your long legs
All my competition baby now they all dead
I'ma fuck you good messing up the bedspread
Room service knocking like please don't disturb
Leave off ya shirt
Bring out the work for me
Work like you never had a day off ya heard
Word, it's about to take a wild turn
Lemme see ya tan lines
Baby what's your pant size
Put you in Designer like a panda
Can't lie
I'ma be an animal you anti-fur
Yeah you see what I'm doing here
You winning by a landslide girl
I need
Need me some of that it's like magic
Can't sum it up you too perfect
You don't practice, I gotta have it
Need me a lil some of that shit
Oo You kill em and you assassin
From the rooftop up in Manhattan
All the way down to the islands
Yeah you magic
Like okay okay
Okay okay
You turn me on baby okay okay
Okay okay
Now we can ride with the top back
Know I gotta have it just to show you off
And you can shop at the strip or you can meet up at the crib
That's where it all comes off
And we can ride with the top back
When it's like eleven just to show you off
Or we could dance all night until the sun comes up or till it all goes wrong