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j money (atl) - hol up lyrics

[intro: j money]
hol’ up
hol’ up
hol’ up (let’s go!)

[verse 1: j money]
all we do is this
hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up (let’s go!)
let me roll my loud, let me kick my sh+t
i’m up, i’m up, got benefits (i’m up)
stretching franklin benjamin
k!lling competition, i stay winnin’ on the president (let’s go)
fall off in the club, [?] louis, don’t do gucci (nope)
got yo baby mama and yo main girl choosin’ (hahaha)
oh my god, d+mn, i’m just boolin’, i ain’t coolin’ (oh my god)
motion picture, classic color, purple, it’s a movie (let’s go)
stupid guacamole, and that money steady pilin’ (bow!)
bank first play later, mdc, we wildin’
no xan wit’ that lean, smoke nothin’ but that loud
we rock spammin’ “hol’ up”, i’m still sayin’ “babow”
[chorus: j money, black b.f.p.l.]
double cup my cup (my cup)
roll up my blunt
i got yo b+tch, she gon’ jock
soon as i walked in the spot (let’s go!)
hol’ up, hol’ up
hol’ up, hol’ up
hol’ up, hol’ up
hol’ up, hol’ up (let’s go!)
i said get in (get in)
get out
gotta crank this
this b+tch rockin’, let me show you how to bop, ayy (babow, babow, let’s go!)
hol’ up, hol’ up
hol’ up, hol’ up
hol’ up, hol’ up
hol’ up, hol’ up (let’s go!)
we don’t dance no more

[verse 2: mdc]
mdc, we boolin’
we up here, they coolin’
hol’ up, hol’ up, we groovin’
lil’ tommy, baby, smoothie
that [?] all on me
[?]
yo flex stay so phony
“i can’t say that i own it”
you flexin’, n+gga, you don’t own it
yo head, we get on it
that 93, i’m zonin’
i heard the hood [?]
i’m mdc, [?]
j money wit’ lil tommy
our double cup, that styrofoam, activis, stay on it
[verse 3: yung booke]
ow
in my girl, i was still scammin’
holdin’ up in the b+tch mouth like grandpa just made [?]
she natural, [?]
two cups, i’m kickstandin’
f+cked the ho last night, woke up to her and her kids dancing
tone+totin’ berreta, uh
[?] in my louis
that’s a deal off of [?]
me and j coolin’, we ever be coolin’
lights, camera, action
we neighborhood rollin’
patrollin’, hindi hoes on me like some lotion
flag it

[chorus: j money, black b.f.p.l.]
double cup my cup (my cup)
roll up my blunt
i got yo b+tch, she gon’ jock
soon as i walked in the spot (let’s go!)
hol’ up, hol’ up
hol’ up, hol’ up
hol’ up, hol’ up
hol’ up, hol’ up (let’s go!)
i said get in (get in)
get out
gotta crank this
this b+tch rockin’, let me show you how to bop, ayy (babow, babow, let’s go!)
hol’ up, hol’ up
hol’ up, hol’ up
hol’ up, hol’ up
hol’ up, hol’ up (let’s go!)
we don’t dance no more
[verse 4: black b.f.p.l.]
hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up
can you please let me up in here?
we been [?] smokin’ big pot in parties
n+gga, why you watchin’? we gettin’ money over here
let me up in here, like [?]
mdc, you know what it is
39 last names, yeah
[?]
we turnt up to the maximum
you dissin’ the neighborhood anthem
hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, yeah
got the whole world goin’ dumb
f+ck sh+t, we wit’ it
please don’t get it twisted
cause we can keep pimpin’
and n+gga, you can get it

[bridge: black b.f.p.l.]
get in (get in)
get out, ayy
hey, leave yo head
and you gon’ bounce, ayy
i said get in
get out, ayy
i’ma leave my head
then i’mma bounce, go wild, ayy

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