Hol' Up ft. Bree Lyrics

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Stunt on these niggas

Hol' up

Fuck on these bitches

Hol' up

Fuck up a bag

Hol' up

Get it right back

Hol' up

That, that make em mad

Hol' up

But fuck what they saying

Hol' up

If they felt it the first time, then do it again

Stunt on these niggas

Hol' up

Fuck on these bitches

Hol' up

Fuck up a bag

Hol' up

Get it right back

Hol' up

That make em mad

Hol' up

But fuck what they saying

Hol' up

If they felt it the first time, then do it again

I ball, Kobe Bryant

That's 24 hours, that's all day

Please don't compare me to them

They not in my class, hallway

Fucked up a bag but got it back

I had some shit I was going through

Responsibilities was kicking in

I was asking myself "what I'm gonna do"

But I got off my ass and went and got it

Thoughts on my head, of when they doubted

A nigga from making it

I come from nothing

The odds was against me

I went around em

You'll be rich if you got paid for the attention you're paying me

They tried to get in my way and hold me back but they know ain't no delaying me

Look

Got her intrigued, she asking questions

I feel like she was surveying me

That got him mad, cause he told her not to fuck with me but she disobeying eem

Look, we had to tun it up and run it back

22.5k that's a fact

If you ain't know this, then you truant

I'm that nigga, all I do is

Stunt on these niggas

Hol' up

Fuck on these bitches

Hol' up

Fuck up a bag

Hol' up

Get it right back

Hol' up

That, that make em mad

Hol' up

But fuck what they saying

Hol' up

If they felt it the first time, then do it again

Stunt on these niggas

Hol' up

Fuck on these bitches

Hol' up

Fuck up a bag

Hol' up

Get it right back

Hol' up

That make em mad

Hol' up

But fuck what they saying

Hol' up

If they felt it the first time, then do it again

Remy sipping

Saucy, dripping

I be real cold

I been chillin like italic

But I’m real bold

Bitches hating

Niggas cap

And that shit real old

I'm a real bitch

I cant be fucking

With no rhinestones

I'm rollin a blunt while he play in my weave

I am a mack, and he giving me cheese

Then he get to eating this pussy like greens

An I give him thanks, while he still on his knees

This pussy be wet like Florida

And he having a good time huh?

I take all his money and send him right

But that nigga still mine

I’m chasing a bag

And fuck up a check

I make these hoes mad

I stunt on my ex

I been too timid

It’s to many critics

Now I need a victim

And yo nigga next

Stop all the hate

Stay in yo lane

Stay in yo bag

Fuck out my face

Ignore all these niggas

And study my flex

Cus getting some money

like better than sex aahh

Stunt on these niggas

Hol' up

Fuck on these bitches

Hol' up

Fuck up a bag

Hol' up

Get it right back

Hol' up

That, that make em mad

Hol' up

But fuck what they saying

Hol' up

If they felt it the first time, then do it again

Stunt on these niggas

Hol' up

Fuck on these bitches

Hol' up

Fuck up a bag

Hol' up

Get it right back

Hol' up

That make em mad

Hol' up

But fuck what they saying

Hol' up

If they felt it the first time, then do it again

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