The Hollies, Rico Sator, Breezy Brask - Tweaksgiving. lyrics
[The Hollies, Rico Sator, Breezy Brask - Tweaksgiving. lyrics]
He rocks in the treetops all the day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and a-singin' his song
All the little birdies on Jaybird Street
Love to hear the robin goin'
Tweak, tweak, tweak-tweak
Man you know we boolin'
We got sweet potatoes coolin'
Drop that onion like it’s bloomin'
Gang gang like we blue men
Apple cider brewin' you know what we doin'
It’s that Thanksgiving rhyme
With Zach Attack and Liu Ling
It’s your boy Liu Ling
But that’s from a different culture
I make MC's gobble like they
Was a turkey vulture
Spitting laid back like we
Chilling on the sofa
Taste the vibe, taste the feeling
Flow crisp like Coca-Cola
Sitting round the table getting
Ready for a feast
About to eat that Turkey like
We from the Middle East
Bread’s a little little
Think it needs a little yeast
I’m like Malcolm In The Middle
Cleaver chopping on these beats
Chilling with the flock
Ugly sweaters round the clock
Got those comfy winter socks
Kicking off at 12 o’clock smashing pumpkins
Cause trump wins peace out my boy Barack
Watching that from the nosebleeds
The goat's lost it’s lock blowing 3-1 leads
Boy, oh please
Got them indie’s on they knees
Maddon starts his dynasty
Turkey’s in the oven with a
Little bit of peas
Stuffing rappers, sacking quarterbacks
I do that with ease
He rocks in the treetops all the day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and a-singin' his song
All the little birdies on Jaybird Street
Love to hear the robin goin'
Tweak, tweak, tweak-tweak
Breezy B is up in here
Rhyming with my squad right there
Frisbee golfing after breakfast
Back for lunch because we care
Grandma asking bout my grades
What my plans are for next year
Who I wanna try and date
I just tell her I don’t care
He just said he doesn’t care
Flowing like my hair minivan whippin'
Boys, them ladies give me stares
Super Smash on the TV
Chillin with my cousins
Giving thanks like the pilgrims
We some youngins'
We some hooligans
You know I’m tryna fool with it
Keys to the Kingdom
Boy, you know we rulin it
Aaron’s grandma braskin' for
His holiday wishlist
Josiah getting higher than Wiz
Is on Christmas christians
Man, you know we got the Lord
Bible app open like my flip phone is a sword
Already wanting seconds and I’ll
Probably get some more
Dropping threes, eating green beans
God ain’t keeping score
Fired on this track, yeah I’m going automatic
Your boy Nicaragua but you
Know I’m not Hispanic
I go ham on the radio, causing lots of static
'Cause, I’m about to run this party
Like this kid is democratic
He rocks in the treetops all the day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and a-singin' his song
All the little birdies on Jaybird Street
Love to hear the robin goin'
Tweak, tweak, tweak-tweak
Cherry pie is falling from the sky
Chi-town baby, Rusty Red, I’m the guy
Tommy, that’s the logo, had to look so fly
'Cause the fam's coming over, oh-MEE oh-my
I got gravy on my brain, like no rejection
Mashed potatoes on my plate
Like no exceptions
My rhymes are sick, like indigestion
I got bars
Your boy is like his cell phone reception
Shoutout to Cali
'Cause they're giving us the bird
Dipsy is the game all you lames feel obsurd
Zach attacking raps, so whack
He's lacking never rickie, Breezy, Sator, me
And we just chillin' like the weather
Whether or not you got a sweater, we hot
I'm putting letters together so I'll
Be rapping a lot hEY! Wrapping a box
For Operation to-the Christmas Child
Milk and Red and Beef and Soccer
Man, you know we wild
Yo we feasting boy, we beasting boy
All these beats that we destroy
Teeing off, like we the kings
We need this thing so we deploy
There’s only one King, though
And He’s in Heaven
So you best be giving thanks to him
No Caesar, Devin
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and a-singin' his song
All the little birdies on Jaybird Street
Love to hear the robin goin'
Tweak, tweak, tweak-tweak
Man you know we boolin'
We got sweet potatoes coolin'
Drop that onion like it’s bloomin'
Gang gang like we blue men
Apple cider brewin' you know what we doin'
It’s that Thanksgiving rhyme
With Zach Attack and Liu Ling
It’s your boy Liu Ling
But that’s from a different culture
I make MC's gobble like they
Was a turkey vulture
Spitting laid back like we
Chilling on the sofa
Taste the vibe, taste the feeling
Flow crisp like Coca-Cola
Sitting round the table getting
Ready for a feast
About to eat that Turkey like
We from the Middle East
Bread’s a little little
Think it needs a little yeast
I’m like Malcolm In The Middle
Cleaver chopping on these beats
Chilling with the flock
Ugly sweaters round the clock
Got those comfy winter socks
Kicking off at 12 o’clock smashing pumpkins
Cause trump wins peace out my boy Barack
Watching that from the nosebleeds
The goat's lost it’s lock blowing 3-1 leads
Boy, oh please
Got them indie’s on they knees
Maddon starts his dynasty
Turkey’s in the oven with a
Little bit of peas
Stuffing rappers, sacking quarterbacks
I do that with ease
He rocks in the treetops all the day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and a-singin' his song
All the little birdies on Jaybird Street
Love to hear the robin goin'
Tweak, tweak, tweak-tweak
Breezy B is up in here
Rhyming with my squad right there
Frisbee golfing after breakfast
Back for lunch because we care
Grandma asking bout my grades
What my plans are for next year
Who I wanna try and date
I just tell her I don’t care
He just said he doesn’t care
Flowing like my hair minivan whippin'
Boys, them ladies give me stares
Super Smash on the TV
Chillin with my cousins
Giving thanks like the pilgrims
We some youngins'
We some hooligans
You know I’m tryna fool with it
Keys to the Kingdom
Boy, you know we rulin it
Aaron’s grandma braskin' for
His holiday wishlist
Josiah getting higher than Wiz
Is on Christmas christians
Man, you know we got the Lord
Bible app open like my flip phone is a sword
Already wanting seconds and I’ll
Probably get some more
Dropping threes, eating green beans
God ain’t keeping score
Fired on this track, yeah I’m going automatic
Your boy Nicaragua but you
Know I’m not Hispanic
I go ham on the radio, causing lots of static
'Cause, I’m about to run this party
Like this kid is democratic
He rocks in the treetops all the day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and a-singin' his song
All the little birdies on Jaybird Street
Love to hear the robin goin'
Tweak, tweak, tweak-tweak
Cherry pie is falling from the sky
Chi-town baby, Rusty Red, I’m the guy
Tommy, that’s the logo, had to look so fly
'Cause the fam's coming over, oh-MEE oh-my
I got gravy on my brain, like no rejection
Mashed potatoes on my plate
Like no exceptions
My rhymes are sick, like indigestion
I got bars
Your boy is like his cell phone reception
Shoutout to Cali
'Cause they're giving us the bird
Dipsy is the game all you lames feel obsurd
Zach attacking raps, so whack
He's lacking never rickie, Breezy, Sator, me
And we just chillin' like the weather
Whether or not you got a sweater, we hot
I'm putting letters together so I'll
Be rapping a lot hEY! Wrapping a box
For Operation to-the Christmas Child
Milk and Red and Beef and Soccer
Man, you know we wild
Yo we feasting boy, we beasting boy
All these beats that we destroy
Teeing off, like we the kings
We need this thing so we deploy
There’s only one King, though
And He’s in Heaven
So you best be giving thanks to him
No Caesar, Devin