Hold Up lyrics

[Intro:]
Hey this is playa sh*t right here my n*gga
(Hey hold up)
Two step your way to the top on this one, know what I'm sayin'?
(Let me put some candy in it)
All them n*ggas out there on the playas houses and cuthroats and Chevies (?)
Get head swing wide

[Verse 1:]
Drop top Chevy with the bubble (?)
24's on the feet, you can keep them twins
I'm grown man with it, got a mind full of pimpin'
I'm aware of this condition, a G never slippin'
Haters stand at me so I chunk up the tre
I'm feeling good, just got a clean shave and a fade
I trick out the whips, I rock the newest kicks
I cut the best broads, you (?) my sh*t
Y'all ain't never seen a young n*gga quite like me
Mind-frame 31 but I'm only 19
Ahead of the rest, they love seeing me dawg
'Bout as much as I love seeing me ball
Whippin' on grain while I'm swanging wide
Getting head from a bopper on I-2-5
Sippin' on syrup and I'm puffin' skunk
It's like a live-show when I pop my trunk
[Hook:]
I said hold up, wait a minute
Let me put some candy in it
Drop-top looking mean my n*gga
Flying in the jet feeling clean my n*gga

[Verse 2:]
Hey, you can bet I got a ball out sittin' on swingers
8-Ball, M-J-G in my changer
Light up in the cloud while the bass be heavy
Haters said they never seen angel wings on a Chevy
Gleamin' and glossin', ridin' and flossin'
Buy one of everything, f*ck what its costin'
If often, n*ggas wanna test this wonder
Got a b*tch named Nina, leave you 6 feet under
When I roll through all the hoes gon' choose
Candy paint so blue, ride look like a pool
Ain't never been a lame, always been a trill n*gga
Anything beside real, I ain't never f*ck with it
Yea I been up 'bout my (?)
I ain't never been a faker
And I won't rock a grill unless Paul Wall make it
Hey I sip my trends that'll make my mores (?)
Gettin' paid everyday is how I play my part

[Hook:]
[Verse 3:]
I'm flying in the jet, I'm the pimp of the week
Player than a motherf*ckin' car full of freaks
(I'm clean from head to toe
Cup full of lean and it overflow)
Money over b*tches, gotta get this paper
Ain't sh*t changed, still f*ck these haters

[Bridge:]
I'm leanin' back, grippin' grain
Diamonds shine and do my thang
I know you feel me, church
I know you dig me
Everything I say, you know I mean
The things I got, n*gga you can't dream
Houses, cars, and clothes, church
New day, a different ho
Everything how it's supposed to be
This is the life that's meant for me

[Hook:]

[Outro:]
That Hood Fame, you heard shawty?