Jet 2 Holiday

Original

-Nothing beats a Jet2 Holiday. -Super Wave.

Ayy.

Uh.

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Ayy, Fergie got me bussin'.

Money got me bussin'.

I ain't sit in the room. Pretty bitches with me too.

And this Addy got me bussin'.

Yeah, your body got me lustin'.

And the wine fresh out the womb. Ayy, jump inside the condo when we start to ride.

Head inside the region, even bigger than I tried.

I be fresh as hell, but can't you tell I don't need no stylist?

Where you wanna go? Just tell me, I'ma call the pilot.

If I eat it up and beat it up, just keep it silent.

As my neck and wrist so I can keep my heart on freeze.

Get you what you want as long as you ain't gotta mind it.

It's a Jet2 Holiday with PJ to Belize.

Pretty girls, they run it where we honest. Steady money talk just like a dentist.

Pretty girls, they run it where we honest. Ballerina all that Billy Eilish.

Pretty girls, they run it where we honest. Steady money talk just like a dentist.

Pretty girls, they run it where we honest. Ballerina all that Billy Eilish.

Fergie got me bussin'.

Money got me bussin'.

I ain't sit in the room.

Pretty bitches with me too.

And this Addy got me bussin'.

Yeah, your body got me lustin'.

And the wine fresh out the womb.

Ayy, Fergie got me bussin'.

Money got me bussin'.

I ain't sit in the room.

Pretty bitches with me too.

And this Addy got me bussin'. Yeah, your body got me lustin'.

And the wine fresh out the womb.

Uh,

I ain't runnin' out of it.

I ain't runnin' out of it.

I ain't runnin' out of it.

There's no superchargers and planners, Earth the biggest in it, nigga, can't you see?

Bringin' fairness like it's lovin' me and over everything, that's all I need.

Uh,

I ain't runnin' out of it.

I ain't runnin' out of it.

I ain't runnin' out of it.

So much millions comin', pretty women, pussy, we ain't runnin' out of it.

Niggas thought my style they tried to copy, we ain't never runnin' out of it.

Ayy,

I don't give a fuck what that is, nigga, money's never make you see.

Ayy