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Thanksgiving Video (MV)




Performed By: Skip Dover
Language: English
Length: 2:33
Written by: Skip Dover




Skip Dover - Thanksgiving Lyrics
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Yeah
I'm not gonna lie to y'all, I had a few drinks tonight
A couple, a couple, not a few
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Just got a notification on my phone
I just hit my net worth goal for the year a whole month early, it's Thanksgiving
Kind of an awkward way to start the song
But if you know me you know when there's thanks to be given, I'm first to admit it
Admit that I've been neglecting responsibilities, to some extent, I got lucky
But I've gotta thank God for the people he put in front of me
This time I'm not being rhetorical when I'm asking them what they want from me
No more "I'll see what I could do" I see what I could do
Bro's gonna think I'm boasting, but he could do what I could do
A mighty few identify with this type of view
Most the type to type at you, so tell me, which type are you?
Time spent in safe spaces became dangerous
Watch out for the fake faces you'd trade places with
Operation Paperclip enslaved the laymen's with
Face paper and blocks and chains, like what they trace paper with
I hate when people say they don't believe in God, they're just spiritual
Next time something appear that doesn't seem real to you, prove to me it's not a miracle
Here to instill fear in you, it's love, I'm still here for you
Transition from out of character to out of habit
I'll pull a rabbit out the black hat, then pull a white hat out the rabbit
How I adapted's like magic
Empower the captives to break free from the trap they trapped in
In my ear about this that and the third, for Skip's raps to be heard
I've gotta talk about the fact that you think you're getting your bitch back is absurd
Don't let it distract from my words, just sit back and observe
What's worse, being afraid to speak or afraid to listen?
All that complaining is for the weak, you can save your bitching
Everything is cut and dry when you're razor-witted
I don't care you're damaged, have your own kids and raise them different
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Yeah
I'm not gonna lie to y'all, I had a few drinks tonight
A couple, a couple, not a few
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Just got a notification on my phone
I just hit my net worth goal for the year a whole month early, it's Thanksgiving
Kind of an awkward way to start the song
But if you know me you know when there's thanks to be given, I'm first to admit it
Admit that I've been neglecting responsibilities, to some extent, I got lucky
But I've gotta thank God for the people he put in front of me
This time I'm not being rhetorical when I'm asking them what they want from me
No more "I'll see what I could do" I see what I could do
Bro's gonna think I'm boasting, but he could do what I could do
A mighty few identify with this type of view
Most the type to type at you, so tell me, which type are you?
Time spent in safe spaces became dangerous
Watch out for the fake faces you'd trade places with
Operation Paperclip enslaved the laymen's with
Face paper and blocks and chains, like what they trace paper with
I hate when people say they don't believe in God, they're just spiritual
Next time something appear that doesn't seem real to you, prove to me it's not a miracle
Here to instill fear in you, it's love, I'm still here for you
Transition from out of character to out of habit
I'll pull a rabbit out the black hat, then pull a white hat out the rabbit
How I adapted's like magic
Empower the captives to break free from the trap they trapped in
In my ear about this that and the third, for Skip's raps to be heard
I've gotta talk about the fact that you think you're getting your bitch back is absurd
Don't let it distract from my words, just sit back and observe
What's worse, being afraid to speak or afraid to listen?
All that complaining is for the weak, you can save your bitching
Everything is cut and dry when you're razor-witted
I don't care you're damaged, have your own kids and raise them different
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Writer: Skip Dover
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