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big k.r.i.t. – hold up lyrics

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[intro:]
hey this is playa sh-t right here my n-gga
(hey hold up)
two step your way to the top on this one, know what i’m sayin’?
(let me put some candy in it)
all them n-ggas out there on the playas houses and cuthroats and chevies (?)
get head swing wide

[verse 1:]
drop top chevy with the bubble (?)
24’s on the feet, you can keep them twins
i’m grown man with it, got a mind full of pimpin’
i’m aware of this condition, a g never slippin’
haters stand at me so i chunk up the tre
i’m feeling good, just got a clean shave and a fade
i trick out the whips, i rock the newest kicks
i cut the best broads, you (?) my sh-t
y’all ain’t never seen a young n-gga quite like me
mind-frame 31 but i’m only 19
ahead of the rest, they love seeing me dawg
’bout as much as i love seeing me ball
whippin’ on grain while i’m sw-nging wide
getting head from a bopper on i-2-5
sippin’ on syrup and i’m puffin’ skunk
it’s like a live-show when i pop my trunk

[hook:]
i said hold up, wait a minute
let me put some candy in it
drop-top looking mean my n-gga
flying in the jet feeling clean my n-gga

[verse 2:]
hey, you can bet i got a ball out sittin’ on swingers
8-ball, m-j-g in my changer
light up in the cloud while the b-ss be heavy
haters said they never seen angel wings on a chevy
gleamin’ and glossin’, ridin’ and flossin’
buy one of everything, f-ck what its costin’
if often, n-ggas wanna test this wonder
got a b-tch named nina, leave you 6 feet under
when i roll through all the hoes gon’ choose
candy paint so blue, ride look like a pool
ain’t never been a lame, always been a trill n-gga
anything beside real, i ain’t never f-ck with it
yea i been up ’bout my (?)
i ain’t never been a faker
and i won’t rock a grill unless paul wall make it
hey i sip my trends that’ll make my mores (?)
gettin’ paid everyday is how i play my part

[hook:]

[verse 3:]
i’m flying in the jet, i’m the pimp of the week
player than a motherf-ckin’ car full of freaks
(i’m clean from head to toe
cup full of lean and it overflow)
money over b-tches, gotta get this paper
ain’t sh-t changed, still f-ck these haters

[bridge:]
i’m leanin’ back, grippin’ grain
diamonds shine and do my thang
i know you feel me, church
i know you dig me
everything i say, you know i mean
the things i got, n-gga you can’t dream
houses, cars, and clothes, church
new day, a different ho
everything how it’s supposed to be
this is the life that’s meant for me

[hook:]

[outro:]
that hood fame, you heard shawty?



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