Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Holiday, artist - Goldie Lookin Chain. Album song Old Skool, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.10.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: GLC
Song language: English
Holiday |
Alright, got your passport? |
Check |
Got your t-shirts? |
Check |
Got your sunglasses? |
Check… Aw no, aw no, I left 'em in the caaar |
Alright, have you got… Your draw? |
Check |
Got your fags? |
Check |
Got your rizla? |
Check |
They’re the 3 things you need to be in the glc… Right, lets go on |
'oliday! |
Yey, safe as fuk, wey |
Alright, I’m goin' on holiday |
I’m goin' away for a fukin' week and a day |
I’m gonna stay there and with some of my mates |
And get wrecked up and drink beer by the crate |
I go’s away… Another can |
I sold my car and bought a camper-van |
But I only got as far as fukin' Porthcawl |
When the engine fuked up and it started to stall |
I’ve packed my case and I’m on my way |
It’s time to go on fukin' holiday |
I booked it last month and it wasn’t very dear |
I don’t care where I go just as long as there’s beer |
I gets off the plane, there’s a pain in my ass |
But that’s only because it’s rammed with grass |
Then the bloke looked at me funny and thought that I was scum |
Next things I knows I’m in fukin' customs |
Serious, mate you gotta come on holiday |
If you do’s it right the dss’ll fukin' pay |
Serious, mate you gotta come on holiday |
If you do’s it fukin' right the dss’ll fukin' pay |
I saved all my cash and went to Ibiza |
With eggsie and his cousin and a girl named Rita |
But when we got there it was hot as hell |
We forgot to book a fukin' hotel |
We had no hotel, we had a tent |
We had to find a place to rent |
So adam hussain had a quick look around |
And found a nice piece of fukin' camping ground |
I go’s on holiday with my nan |
We gotta really book a caravan |
I fukin' loves it, I always want more |
This year we’re going to fukin' Bangor |
Met a girl called Sharon, she’s really quite fit |
Went to a club in Barry, it was fukin' shit |
I couldn’t stay there very long |
So I went back the hotel and smoked up a bong |
Serious, mate you gotta come on holiday |
If you do’s it right the dss’ll fukin' pay |
Serious, mate you gotta come on holiday |
If you do’s it fukin' right the dss’ll fukin' pay |
I got to Spain and I had no money |
I thought, 'fuk this, i’ll get some curry' |
I looked at the birds, they looked really nice |
A bit like some dirty meat lookin' for some spice |
Like a curry… Aaahh |
You gotta get away to work on your tan |
So I go’s with adam and his nan |
I gotta get down to somwhere by the sea |
So I stays in a fukin' B&B, you knows it |
Oue la piscine et dans la gare? |
I dunno much french so I won’t get far |
I ask all these bastards if they knows where to go |
To get some crazy drugs like some speed or some blow |
Serious, mate you gotta come on holiday |
If you do’s it right the dss’ll fukin' pay |
Serious, mate you gotta come on holiday |
If you do’s it fukin' right the dss’ll fukin' pay |
I got my lotion and my flip-flops |
They were on sale in that b-boy shop |
I’s goin' away on my holidays |
To top up my tan and get some rays |
Laters, clarts, I’m off on a plane |
They better be ready for adam hussain |
Got my exctasy stashed, it’s time for some fun |
And I’m off to Spain to get me some sun |
Loads of birds on the beach, lookin' real fine |
Gotta get some action, quick time |
I said to this french bloke, 'do you know half a Q? |
' |
I think he said, er, 'fuk you' |
'alright mate, do you know half a quarter? |
' |
'hey, fuk you and fuk your daughter' |
Serious, mate you gotta come on holiday |
If you do’s it right the dss’ll fukin' pay |
Serious, mate you gotta come on holiday |
If you do’s it fukin' right the dss’ll fukin' pay |