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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 could pass
Keep it real, these bitches couldn’t wipe my ass
Anyway, stylist, go get Bvlgari
I am the ultimate Svengali
These 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 the sickest
And I’m a lunatic
And this can’t be cured with no Elixir
Cuz y’all know who da f*ck, what da f*ck, I do
I done put the pressure to every thug I knew
Quack quack to a duck and a chicken too
And 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

Bitch, twitch, bitch!
Motherf*ckers right, this is World War 6
This right here might make a bitch die
And this right here gon make a bitch cry
And if we’re being honest, I am such a great guy
And this what I do when a bitch breaks flock
I’mma put her in a dungeon under, under
All these bitches ain’t eating
They dieing of hunger
Motherf*cker I need, who the f*ck is this ho
And yes maybe just a touch of tourettes
Get my wigs terrence go and get my beret

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 x3

Talking bout me, you talking about me?
I dare a motherf*cker, be talking about me
These bitches must be smokin’ a couple of OC
They want the outline, I give them a goatee
G* motherf*cker they talking about me?
I dare a motherf*cker, be talking about me
These bitches must be smokin a couple of OC
Ha ba ba ba ba gum 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

Here I am waiting, I’ll have to leave soon, why am I holdin’ on
We knew this day would come, we knew it all along
How did it come so fast
This is our last night, but it’s late and I’m tryin’ not to sleep
‘Cuz I know, when I wake I will have to slip away

And when the daylight comes I’ll have to go
But, tonight I’m ‘gonna hold you so close
‘Cuz in the daylight, we’ll be on our own
But, tonight I need to hold you so close

Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa

Here I am starring, at your perfection in my arms; so beautiful.
The sky is getting bright, the stars are burnin’ out.
Somebody slow it down.
This is way too hard, ‘cuz I know when the sun comes up I will leave
This is my last glance that will soon be memories

And when the daylight comes I’ll have to go
But, tonight I’m ‘gonna hold you so close
‘Cuz in the daylight, we’ll be on our own
But, tonight I need to hold you so close

Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa

I never wanted to stop, because I don’t want to start all over, start all over
I was afraid of the dark, but now it’s all that I want, all that I want, all that I want

And when the daylight comes I’ll have to go
But, tonight I’m ‘gonna hold you so close
‘Cuz in the daylight, we’ll be on our own
But, tonight I need to hold you so close

And when the daylight comes I’ll have to go
But, tonight I’m ‘gonna hold you so close
‘Cuz in the daylight, we’ll be on our own
But, tonight I need to hold you so close

Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa
Oh whoa, (yeah) oh whoa, (yeah) oh whoa (yeah) (yeah)
Oh whoa, (yeah hey) oh whoa, (yeah hey) oh whoa

You hear that right there?
That sound like, but that 300 thousand
I’m triple OG in my hood
These hoes call me big daddy

Your bitch call me big daddy
Tell that bitch that I’m big daddy
When I hit the lot I don’t get the little bitch
Nigga I go and get the big daddy
Pick a bitch up in the big daddy
Big face Rollie that’s a big daddy
Got your bitch calling me big daddy
When I pull up all the hoes like big daddy
Nigga I’m big daddy

Standin’ on the corner and stuntin’
That look like I payed like a million for
Blowin’ the money I heard that they askin’ around town what he really worth
My niggas be really broke I went the Hardaway boy had a penny first
Now these bitches gon’ get this work
I tell her keep on them heels and that mini skirt
She Google my net worth, lookin’ like “what is his neck worth?”
My shooters, they shoot at your head, like the rim just to see if the net work
I land in Miami then fly out to Cali with some of my best work
You niggas so lame that my bitches won’t f*ck unless you cut a check first

Your bitch call me big daddy
Tell that bitch that I’m big daddy
When I hit the lot I don’t get the little bitch
Nigga I go and get the big daddy
Pick a bitch up in the big daddy
Big face Rollie that’s a big daddy
Got your bitch calling me big daddy
When I pull up all the hoes like big daddy
Nigga I’m big daddy

Pulled up in something that look like a million, nigga put me up on
Ain’t gotta sell it, but he say the n*gger a drug that he re-up on
Spur of the moment I ball like Ginobli you bitches get D’ed up on
You mad at me go get mad at your nigga ‘fore I put my sneakers on
He cop me this wrist game, now its just us at the Knicks game
I might have to take him on tour just to f*ck in Australia, Brisbane
Your time is ticking you bitches will be around shorter than Vine vids
You watch your mouth or my niggas will shoot up the club like what Shyne did

Your bitch call me big daddy
Tell that bitch that I’m big daddy
When I hit the lot I don’t get the little bitch
Nigga I go and get the big daddy
Pick a bitch up in the big daddy
Big face Rollie that’s a big daddy
Got your bitch calling me big daddy
When I pull up all the hoes like big daddy
Nigga I’m big daddy

You bitches ain’t stupid, you bitches ain’t stupid
You bitches ain’t stupid, is you?
Front like she tough but that bitch keep on crying
Get this bitch a tissue
For what it’s worth when I took him I could tell he would never miss you
I ain’t even wanna diss you, but tell me what is this bitch issue?

Still on top, pretty bitch gang
Pussy still tight, pistol still bang
Yo nigga call me big mama
Let him eat the n*gger then I dip on him

Your bitch call me big daddy
Tell that bitch that I’m big daddy
When I hit the lot I don’t get the little bitch
Nigga I go and get the big daddy
Pick a bitch up in the big daddy
Big face Rollie that’s a big daddy
Got your bitch calling me big daddy
When I pull up all the hoes like big daddy
Nigga I’m big daddy

Why did you leave me here to burn?
I’m way too young to be this hurt
I feel doomed in hotel rooms
Staring straight up at the wall
Counting wounds and I am trying to numb them all

[Pre-Chorus]
Do you care, do you care?
Why don’t you care?
I gave you all of me
My blood, my sweat, my heart, and my tears
Why don’t you care, why don’t you care?
I was there, I was there, when no one was
Now you’re gone and I’m here

[Chorus]
I have questions for you
Number one, tell me who you think you are
You got some nerve trying to tear my faith apart
(I have questions for you)
Number two, why would you try to play me for a fool?
I should have never ever ever trusted you (I have questions)
Number three, why weren’t you, who you swore that you would be?
I have questions, I got questions haunting me

I have questions for you
I have questions, I have questions
I have questions for you

[Verse 2]
My, my name was safest in your mouth
And why’d you have to go, and spit it out?
Oh, your voice was the most familiar sound
But it sounds so dangerous to me now

[Chorus]
I have questions for you
Number one, tell me who you think you are
You got some nerve trying to tear my faith apart
(I have questions for you)
Number two, why would you try to play me for a fool?
I should have never ever ever trusted you (I have questions)
Number three, why weren’t you, who you swore that you would be?
I have questions, I got questions haunting me

[Bridge]
Do you care, do you care?
Why don’t you care?
I gave you all of me
My blood, my sweat, my heart, and my tears
Why don’t you care, why don’t you care?
I was there, I was there, when no one was
Now you’re gone and I’m here

[Chorus]
I have questions for you
Number one, tell me who you think you are
You got some nerve trying to tear my faith apart (I have questions for you)
Number two, why would you try to play me for a fool?
I should have never ever ever trusted you (I have questions)
Number three, why weren’t you, who you swore that you would be?
I have questions, I got questions haunting me

[Outro]
I have questions for you
I have questions for you
I have questions

When did you know
You’re heart is mine
You told the tale
So many times
There’s nothing better
We’ve got to do
With all these miles to get to where we’re going to

It’s hard road honey
And there ain’t nobody I’d rather be next to
It’s a rough ride baby but we’re gonna make it together
Me and you
When you’re tired, I’ll grab the wheel
And you take over when I’m done
Love is taking turns
Riding shotgun

When did you know
Tell me again
My heart was yours
When you walked in
You made a vow
To hold it deep
And you kept your promise to me all these years

It’s hard road honey
And there ain’t nobody I’d rather be next to
It’s a rough ride baby but we’re gonna make it together
Me and you
When you’re tired, I’ll grab the wheel
And you take over when I’m done
Love is taking turns
Riding shotgun

It’s you and me
Against the world
You are my man
And I’m your girl

And when we’re old
I’ll take your hand
And ask you then when did you know tell me again