Hold Up (Feat Crystal)-Daz Dilly
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TXT Hold Up (Feat Crystal)-Daz Dilly 文本歌词
Hold Up (Feat Crystal) - Daz Dilly
Send "Hold Up" Ringtone to your Cell
Listen while you read
What they tell me I'll be dealing on these streets like a felon
Money stacked to the wall gotta get it get it y'all
Blowing smoke in the air counting money in my chair
Cutting checks for these b**ches 'cause my pimping bring me b**ches
Hold up what the f**k
See I don't really give a f**k about your cut
My money stacked to the ceiling
You think about me you think a million
Head out my name homegirl these trunks right here will stump you
I'm pissed on wipping motherf**kers no time for discussions
I mind on my squriller number one dealer
Catch me on my hood on some real sh*t nigger
Hold up what the f**k
See I don't really give a f**k about your cut
My money stacked to the ceiling
You think about me you think a million
You see me in that Limbo I'm bumping cruising Bristol
Maseratti in the back put my niggers in my hizo
He headed to the shizzles pocket full of pesos
Lights camera action ready here we dizzle
Hold up what the f**k
See I don't really give a f**k about your cut
My money stacked to the ceiling
You think about me you think a million
Get your a** beat nigger when you're talking that a lot
See you add a bat legal b**ch you asking me of that
Say you're back in red nigger locked up shot a dead rat
Now you're f**ked up on the side walk this way you've been hooked up
Hold up what the f**k
See I don't really give a f**k about your cut
My money stacked to the ceiling
You think about me you think a billion
You know it's all no sex
Nigger take it high give it
This money to be made and you niggers bullshit
Now what they knew about my hundreds
A b**ch that stay blinded a b**ch you stay strapped on and always done for the riding
Hold up what the f**k
See I don't really give a f**k about your cut
My money stacked to the ceiling
You think about me you think a billion
What they tell me I'll be dealing on these streets like a felon
Money stacked to the wall gotta get it get it y'all
Blowing smoke in the air counting money in my chair
Cutting checks for these b**ches 'cause my pimping bring me b**ches
Hold up what the f**k
See I don't really give a f**k about your cut
My money stacked to the ceiling
You think about me you think a million
They see me balling cracking down it's on the every day basis
I step up in the club and it's about lot of cases
It's the real nigger sh*t you can feel it in my presence
And hear it a moment a bad b**ch is pull out a car
Hold up what the f**k
See I don't really give a f**k about your cut
My money stacked to the ceiling
You think about me you think a billion
She got my DPGS ride up to the day that I expire
Say b**ch you're a liar put your pants on fire
Put it in the air another sip to get me higher
Stop being scared your b**ch come try out
Hold up what the f**k
See I don't really give a f**k about your cut
My money stacked to the ceiling
You think about me you think a billion
I wear a thousand on my feet two hundred on my wrist
I give these boys a kiss and tell 'em you're dismissed
Unless they push and prox they got a big big stick
They got money in the back nigger what you got
Hold up what the f**k
See I don't really give a f**k about your cut
My money stacked to the ceiling
You think about me you think millions
This stone pound gangster
I'm silent like a movie
Cool cunt collective every now I lose it
Told my hoes f**k em no time for discussion
I'm all about my paper I leave em in the dust
Hold up what the f**k
See I don't really give a f**k about your cut
My money stacked to the ceiling
You think about me you think a billion
What they tell me I'll be dealing on these streets like a felon
Money stacked to the wall gotta get it get it y'all
Blowing smoke in the air counting money in my chair
Cutting checks for these b**ches 'cause my pimping bring me b**ches
Hold up what the f**k
See I don't really give a f**k about your cut
My money stacked to the ceiling
You think about me you think millions
