#holly4prez Lyrics

Yeah

And she pull up, huh

Me and Lobain, yea we goin up

We talkin' bout celebratin all the glam

Its time to put wok' in our cups, huh

Hustlin' hard every day for the bucks

I like the pleasures, the chinchilla rugs

I'm finna fight to the top, yeah they call me Mike Tyson

Right, left, hit em with slugs

I need to travel all over and stay in a big villa

Restaurant eat what I want

Yeah they call me the big biller

Sing to the bitch Bryson Tiller

Diamonds so cold for the drinks, you don't need you a chiller

Dance on the beat, yeah, I feel like Mike Jack up in thriller

Huh-uh-uh

The neighbors be knowin' my name so bad

They be thinkin' I was in the crib and I killed her

Aye, she in her mode

I sang to the-

Its like la-di-da-do

Mr. Pick up a-

Spend them racks on my toes

Mr. Blow down a, blow down a

B-b-blow down an O

Mr. makin em, makin them racks off the phone

I already been broke cant no more

I know this my path hell yeah i be chose

Lets see what i show

A-hey

And she pull up, huh

Me and Lobain, yea we goin up

We talkin' bout celebratin

all the glam

Its time to put wok' in our cups, huh

Hustlin' hard every day for the

bucks

I like the pleasures, the chinchilla rugs

I'm finna fight to the top, yeah

they call me Mike Tyson

Right, left, hit em with slugs