lil wayne - hold up lyrics
“hold up”
(feat. t-streets)
[lil wayne – verse 1:]
b-tch im me, american gangsta
weezy f baby, born in a manger
trouble is my friend, i aint far in the danger
clip full of wings, turn you boys into angels
shoot ya in your halo, shoot you like halo
new orleans a-hole, flee-o, fuego
all about my bread like bagels, they know
im raw like qualo, ball like gay hoes
weed so strong its like i twist tornadoes
spit like 9′s, 4 5th’s, and 3 8 oh’s
n-gg-s want problems, well i am problematic
its back to pickin cotton cause you n-gg-s cotton candy
ima east side damu, deep water shamoo
shoot you from your head to your shoulders, shampoo
kush and the bamboo, p-ssy in the bedroom
p-ss that b-tch down like an heirloom,
tunechi
hold up
hold up
wait a minute
hold up
hold up
[chorus – x2:]
huslte till nightfall
party till sunrise
guns in the boxes
dont make this a gun fight
f-ck them other n-gg-s
f-ck them n-gg-s b-tches
benadryl sh-t
trigga finger itches
hold up
hold up
wait a minute
hold up
hold up
[t-streets – verse 2:]
b-tch im streets, i rep that east
gimmie the beef, i’ll put the beef in da grease
kush in the sweets, your b-tch in the sheets
i f-cked that b-tch, mission complete
real n-gg- talk, gangsta conversation
im a real n-gg- dont f-ck wit immitations
young money n-gg- aint no limitations
i dont play games n-gg-s simulation
which one of yall n-gg-s say ya bout it?
its a f-cked up world t-streets take ya out of it
thats word to the glock.. glock in my sock
who’s left playin shields better stop at the dot
hold up
[lil wayne – verse 3:]
uhh married to the money, welcome to the reception
she came with problems, f-ck it thats my step sons
sleepin in the maybach, wake me when the jet come
and i keep the toast turn yo -ss to bread crumbs
uhh based on a true story, i got a million flows they aint even 2 storys
sleepin on the edge, i hope i dont toss and turn
shoot down the early bird and thats how i get the worm yeah
real n-gg- university, alumni
just check my watch and that b-tch say sometimes
she say when im in her it feel like im soul searchin
and they say money talks, well its my spokes person
uhh grab a star from the sun roof
i f-ck her in her dreams and make her come true
young money in the power
send my b’s at you like a motherf-ckin flower
hold up
hold up
wait a minute
hold up
hold up
[chorus – x2:]
huslte till nightfall
party till sunrise
guns in the boxes
dont make this a gun fight
f-ck them other n-gg-s
f-ck them n-gg-s b-tches
benadryl sh-t
trigga finger itches
hold up
hold up
wait a minute
hold up
hold up
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