holyday rap Lyrics

We celebrate seven weeks Miker G and Sven

We took a holiday with all our friends.
It was a time to relax and let your worries behind

Exactly seven weeks or something crossed my mind.
It was the shine of the time we never forget

One morning our parents kicked us out of our beds.
We told them it was stupid
don't play the fool

But the answer was short: you gotta go to school!

G
s running up and down and everybody know
Rappin'
rockin'
poppin' in the street-kid-show.
Miker G rocks the house and you know what I'm saying

Now when he's on the mike there is no delaying.
So you better run to see him in your neighbourhood

He's rappin'
rockin' all the way to Hollywood.
He
check it out
these are the words we say

You scream with us: we need a holiday!

We gonna ring-reng-a-dong for a holiday

Put your arms in the air and let me hear you say.
We gonna rincl-reng-a-dong for a holiday

Put your arms m the air and let me hear you say.
We gonna ring-reng-a-dong for a holiday

Miker G and Sven were here to stay.
We gonna ring-reng-a-dong for a holiday

He
check out the new style we just play.

We are going on a summerholiday
if you want to go
Yoh Sven

We're going to London and New York City

And we take a little piece of Amsterdam.
We are going on a summerholiday
if you want to go
Yoh Sven

We're going to London and New York City

And we take a little piece of Amsterdam.

I wanna holiday
I sream a lot

school is the only thing we got.
Sven's parents told me I better go

'Cause Sven's hangin' on the street in the street-kid show.
In the bar Rox what happened to you?
I told him it's my life and I know what T'm doin'.
I saw the school Ithought I'll never stay

Give me seven weeks again
I need my holiday!

Well
this is my partner with the number one jam

Famous in the boogie-box in Amsterdam.
He's the fastest rapper and his name is Miker G

His rap is stronger than the sucker M. C.'s.
Well
let me show you what my man can do

Rappin'
rockin'
poppin' and the boogaloo
too.
But anyway
no more delay

just listen to the beat-box he will play.

My name is M. C. Sven
I'm also deejay

I didn't like the schools
I too another way.
Yoh like the Miker G so I used my voice
And soon I bought a big Rolls Royce.
That's right
my name is Miker G

I uss the holiday with the M. I. C.
On the street was a party bigger than HoUywood

I grew up in this neighbourhood.

We gonna ring-reng-a-dong for a holiday
. . .
We are going on a summerholiday

if you want to go
Yoh Sven
. . .

Bite is the thing most rappers do

but I can write my own thing
too.
I can understand things most rappers say

'Cause rappin' is my thing and I do it every day.
I'm the number one rapper
Yoh
my name is Sven

I can rap more raps than a superman can.
So I'm the guy on your radio

also rockin' to the rhythm in stereo.

And you don't stop that bodyrock

and you won't stop that bodyrock.
You spell my name right
I'm Miker G

M-I-K-E-R and G you see.
Well
M
is for microphone and G is genius

Miker G in the house that's serious.
And you know that and you show that

it's time Sven
so let's go back!
We are going an a summerholiday -
we're going to London and New York City -
We are going an a summerholiday -
we're going to London and New York City!

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