This is a song about "Holiday to tenerife"

He can be sneaky like an assassain or walk in to holiday inn

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

Money i make em buck

To be trucker's to chuck

Nobody to treat her take her on a holiday

No days off and that's even on a snow day

I just wanted to be at peace with you

Now you have to bury me to!

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

To even try, afraid to..

To dictate how to look,

She got that good good

I think i could save you

To try and violate me to.

To what was suppose to be

Hey, must be the money