Roman Holiday Lyrics

Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You'll be okay
You need to know your station, Roman
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday
Roman holiday
A Roman holiday
You done, you tight?
You suck at life?
You don't want a round three? You done suffered twice
Worship the queen and you might get passed
Keep it real, these bitches couldn't wipe my ass
Anyway, stylist, go get Bulgari
I am the ultimate Svengali
You bitches can't even spell that
You, you hoes buggin'
Repel that
Let me tell you this sister
I am, I am colder than a blister
Cause my flow's is sick
And I'm a lunatic
And this can't be cured with no elixir
Cuz y'all know who the f*ck, what the f*ck I do
I done put the pressure to every thug I knew
Quack quack to a duck and a chicken too
Put the hyena in a freakin’ zoo
Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You'll be okay
You need to know your station, Roman
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday
Roman holiday
A Roman holiday
Witch, twitch, bitch!
Mother f*cker's right, this is World War 6
This right here might make a bitch die
And this right here gonna make a bitch cry
And if I’m being honest I am such a great guy But this what I do when a bitch breaks off
I'mma put her in a dungeon under, under
No those bitches ain't eatingthey dying of hunger
Mother f*cker I need
Who the f*ck is this hoe
And yes maybe just a touch of tourettes
Get my wigs Terrence go and get my berets
Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You'll be okay
You need to know your station, Roman
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday
Roman holiday
A Roman holiday
Come all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
I am Roman Zolanski
Come all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
I am Roman Zolanski
Come all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
I am Roman Zolanski
Talking bout me, you talking about me?
I dare a mother f*cker to be talking about me
That bitches must be smokin a couple of OZ
They want the outline, I give them a goatee
Gah damn mother f*cker you talking about me?
I dare a mother f*cker to be talking about me
They must be smokin a couple of OZ
They want the outline I give them a goatee
Take your medication, Roman
Take a short vacation, Roman
You'll be okay
You need to know your station, Roman
Some alterations on your clothes and your brain
Take a little break, little break
From your silencing
There is so much you can take, you can take
I know how bad you need a Roman holiday
Roman holiday
A Roman holiday

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