Hold Up lyrics

by

Chrisette Michele


Yay!
n*gga what's the hold up
Tell that to b*tch hold up
Boy!

[Chorus X2]
pus*y n*gga playin with the paper, hold up
Frontin' on the stash with the grip, hold up
Shawty blowing up the phone, told her hold up
n*gga get your own brick, what's the hold up

[Verse 1]
Yay!
Broke n*ggas pay 'em no mind
Nah b*tch I don't wanna f*ck
Wish a n*gga try and run up on me
[?]
Money like a I pull up in a Brinks
24K on the link
He ain't got to give it, I'mma take mine
Hungry young n*ggas [?]
My connect look just like Diego [?]
I'ma leave what I came for
n*ggas goin' shoot when I say so
Lawyer goin' handle that case load
Sharks in that water n*gga swim
Had one shot so I threw it at the rim
She took one until the n*gga started rapping [?]
Then hung around a n*gga with a M
Bet a n*gga gonna give it to you for the pay
Headshot, No. 1 is on the way
Green light when a n*gga on the safe
Got him for the two guns and a brick out the safe
Young n*gga with the strap [?], n*gga suicide driller
Countin' on this blood money
Can't put it in the bank, gotta stash it in the ceiling

[Chorus X2]
pus*y n*gga playin with the paper, hold up
Frontin' on the stash with the grip, hold up
Shawty blowing up the phone, told her hold up
n*gga get your own brick, what's the hold up

[Verse 2]
n*gga came from the slums and the sewers, (Ha)
Still drug money spent it with the jewelers, (Right!)
Bunch of soft guys on computers, (Boy!)
Best put some respect on the shooter (Yay!)
Cut a f*ck n*gga some slack, usually I don't
n*gga I'll risk it all, if you think I won't (Boy!)

For the money I'ma take mine
Glock .40 on the waist line
Ain't nothing sweet about 'em
If I was you I wouldn't taste mine
When I don't got a bed, drop in at the vault
I sleep on that money, and play on that court
[Bridge]
AK-47, handguns with extenders
While your homeboy getting robbed where was your antennas?
But you be on point tho
Heads or tails, just a coin toss
Up and down in inner state
Main objective is to get the joints off

[Chorus X2]
pus*y n*gga playin with the paper, hold up
Frontin' on the stash with the grip, hold up
Shawty blowing up the phone, told her hold up
n*gga get your own brick, what's the hold up
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