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Hold Up
T.I., Young Jeezy, Rich Homie Quan, T.I., Young Jeezy, Rich Homie Quan, Diddy, Trae Tha Truth
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I'm feeling like I'm fly as fuck, no planes
Yellin' where them haters at, ain't nothing changed
Still talking white bricks, cocaine
In the club with a hundred racks, I'm just saying
Yeah bitch I'm like hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Yeah wait a minute bitch, hold up, hold
Up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Yeah I'm just saying
Hold up, California Rari bitch, top just fold up
Nigga with a attitude, Michael Kors polo
Chopper get to popping, make him freeze up like a photo
Nightmares bout the feds, smelling like Hermes
Black with a check, now you Cortez
The exorcist nigga, yeah that Rollie turn heads
Put them niggas to they floors like standing Medusa head
Can't see me in these streets on these
Beats with them hoes of the kitchen
A pussy nigga think different, pussy nigga tripping
It's just I'm from the bottom, die a legend out this bitch
I get to whipping up that 4 and get a 7 out that bitch
I'm feeling like I'm fly as fuck, no planes
Yellin' where them haters at, ain't nothing changed
Still talking white bricks, cocaine
In the club with a hundred racks, I'm just saying
Yeah bitch I'm like hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Yeah wait a minute bitch, hold up, hold
Up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Yeah I'm just saying
King of the streets, twin drops I'm
Bitch I ball for the city just like my last name Hordern
So much green inside the truck, it should've stayed in the garden
All I do is pay the price, I never ask what they charging
I pull up on your bitch and repossess her like you owe that
Put her in the flick and display her like she was Kodak
King motherfucker, I'm classic like I was throwback
This ain't what you want, pussy nigga you better know that
Too deep in this Rari, something blowing like Bob Marley
Hit my youngin with a chopper, tell him ride like Harley
I do this for my niggas in the city of this new shit
Where they pull up and they bang something
The laws come, we don't know shit
Street nigga problems, we don't never duck 'em
I'm a asshole, Trae forever yelling fuck 'em
Nuts hanging to the point it ain't nowhere to stuff 'em
I let my chain play, nigga I don't never tuck 'em
I'm feeling like I'm fly as fuck, no planes
Yellin' where them haters at, ain't nothing changed
Still talking white bricks, cocaine
In the club with a hundred racks, I'm just saying
Yeah bitch I'm like hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Yeah wait a minute bitch, hold up, hold
Up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Yeah I'm just saying
J's in the yard, keys in the kitchen
AK's in the closet, quarter million in the ceiling
All I got to say is pay your taxes, pay your lawyer
I'm running out a nigga know the mayor I can call him
Like that's above the law, call it what you call it
Don't take no shit cause I ain't no target
See me shawty, you see me balling
I pull up, hop out sharp and shit
Rolls Royce so big, can't park the shit
We ain't bout that life, quit starting shit
Cause we ain't gon wanna hear that I'm sorry shit
I'm feeling like I'm fly as fuck, no planes
Yellin' where them haters at, ain't nothing changed
Still talking white bricks, cocaine
In the club with a hundred racks, I'm just saying
Yeah bitch I'm like hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Yeah wait a minute bitch, hold up, hold
Up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Yeah I'm just saying