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pouya - hold up lyrics

[intro: robb bank$ & pouya]
happy
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, that right (oh, no-no, hahaha)
ss in this b-tch (straight up, straight up, p-ssy)
ss in this sh-t, man
you know what it is, p-ssy
ask yo’ b-tch ’bout me, two phones on me
pouya! (mhm) wake these f-ck n-ggas up, man
yeah, yeah

[verse: pouya & robb bank$]
cryin’ time, missed my time to shine, fine dine
sit ’round with yo’ b-tch in the nighttime (that right, that right)
slide, ride with the guys that hold the .9
9 to 5, stick [?] b-tch [?]
flippin’ the script [?] right on sight (you little b-tch)
let a mothaf-cka bust that sh-t, ho
i know you gon’ suck that sh-t, ho
but you stay frontin’ and fussin’ and talkin’ that sh-t though
no exaggeration, i’m underrated
my homies stay ready, they leanin’ off that sh-t
creepin’ and peepin’ and hittin’ a l!ck
middle finger to yo’ b-tch, you down to ride?
f-ck that sh-t, is you willing to die? could happen tonight (‘night, ‘night)
slid my d-ck into your wife like a knife (knife, knife)
hold up, i done popped like a soda
she drivin’ me crazy like she was a chauffeur
play me once and it’s game over, b-tch
why is you bitin’ my style, claimin’ you wild?
wipe that smile off yo’ face
i’ma put you in yo’ place, don’t give a f-ck what a mothaf-cka think
only f-ckin’ if that p-ssy pink
don’t blink when i’m f-ckin’ yo’ ho on the sink
it’s little pouya, what you think?
talkin’ that sh-t, you get blown like dank, ho
run in your house with a mask and a glock
like, “open the safe and you will be safe”
don’t care what you say, stickin’ my d-ck in yo’ mothaf-ckin’ face
this rappin’ game is just my faith
rapidly talkin’ and puttin’ these rappers in coffins
i’m walkin’ like i am a pimp with a redbone b-tch
a strap [?] my d-ck ’cause i’m never gon’ slip
that’s real, ho, feel how i feel, ho
i ain’t with it, these haters be trippin’, they tryna get like me
it’s on me to get profit to put in my pocket
the bands up like rockets
i’ll never be sloppin’, i’m knockin’ and rockin’ and shockin’ these hoes with my style
i’ma be doin’ this sh-t for a while
so get used to me now
’cause there’s no turnin’ back
puttin’ them haters on their back straight like that
at any cost, doin’ this sh-t like a boss
fl!ckin’ them all, f-ck them all in the bathroom stall

[chorus: pouya & robb bank$]
hold up, hold up, what’s yo’ motive, b-tch? (that right)
hold up, hold up, ’cause you don’t know me, b-tch (no, no)
hold up, hold up, i’m pimpin’ the f-ckin’ scene
hold up, hold up, steadily grindin’ with my team (i say i’m, that right)
hold up, hold up, what’s yo’ motive, b-tch? (you lil’ b-tch)
hold up, hold up, ’cause you don’t know me, b-tch (you lil’)
hold up, hold up, i’m pimpin’ the f-ckin’ scene
hold up, hold up, steadily grindin’ with my team

[outro: robb bank$]
haha, straight up, straight up (happy)
man, you know what this sh-t is, you know how it go
we created this sh-t, n-gga
ss, global, international, you feel me? (happy)
shoutout brock county, dade county, you feel me?
ayy, lil’ b-tch, lil’ b-tch
ayy, ss up in this sh-t, ho
ayy, lil’ pouya in this sh-t, ho
ayy, [?] shawty in this sh-t, ho
and yo’ main b-tch suck up on my d-ck
f-ck n-gga
happy

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