Holup Holup lyrics

[Intro:]
Drop
Holup b*tch
Drop
Holup b*tch [x4]
Holup Holup

[Chorus:]
Pull Up in that rari turning head
Lil mama leaning on the head rest (they lean)
Get money mother f*cking fast
Put your hood up if you ain't scared
Pull up in that be like holup holup
Pimping on your man like holup holup
Four strippers with me when i roll up holup holup
Ace town b*tch man we holup holup

[Verse 1:]
I make a beat then i crashed it
I f*ck your hoe harder than taxes holup
That what real n*ggers do thats what real n*ggers do
All of those hoes are crazy
I make these hoes just pay me
I just want dunk trying to f*ck some bodys wife like Tyrone
Tippin on fours when i swing
Boy i’ll be thug in the game
Club godzilla and no thrilla and none of these hoes the same
I’ll never switch yo
b*tch i never switch yo
Pick one of them b*tch we rich yo
Sip on whatever he mixing it's that purple cone
[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
We don't love these hoes never (no)
We say leave for lisa
We got brain like a teacher sit on a wood like a bleacher
When i pull up in that rari you gonna ride
Round with those heaters
Yall can run out the liters
I use to f*ck with drugs then i stop
I never ever talk to f*cking cops
In the club thirty beeps like rapper lots
I got ten b*tches in my spot
And then we going to toss these b*tch like holup holup
Ace town four four in tha soda soda
I got swingers on my lack and they holding holding
Club godzilla b*tch i’m ballin like i’m ballin ballin

[Chorus:]
Pull Up in that rari turning head
Lil mama leaning on the head rest (they lean)
Get money mother f*cking fast
Put your hood up if you ain't scared
Pull up in that be like holup holup [x2]
Pimping on your man like holup holup
Four strippers with me when i roll up holup holup
Ace town b*tch man we holup holup
Turning heads
Leaning on the red
Mother f*cking fast
Put your hand up if you ain't scared