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young dolph - hold up hold up hold up lyrics

[intro]
(ayy, yo, bandplay)
uh
uh
uh
(let the band play), uh

[chorus]
hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (hold up)
we was down for so long, didn’t have no choice but to go up (go up)
pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up (pour up)
spendin’ racks in neimans on my girl, watchin’ her glow up (woo)
rich n+gga still in the neighborhood store eatin’ cold cuts (yeah)
street n+gga, b+tch, i’m in the bentley doin’ donuts (yeah)
taught myself how to get millions, ain’t n0body show us (it’s dolph)
front my young n+gga fifty ‘bows, told him, “lil’ n+gga, grow up” (it’s dolph)

[verse 1]
uncle vic told me stay down with this sh+t ’til it blow up (i got you)
smokin’ on some sh+t you not, got wock+wock in my soda (dirty)
used to sign for the packs, now i sign t+shirts and posters (it’s dolph)
drop five hundred racks to drop the top on that new rolls truck (woo, uh)
balenciaga the drip (it’s dolph)
first class, dubai, take a trip (it’s dolph)
spend a little bit, stack all the chips (stack it up)
i walk in margiela and go crazy (woo)
can’t get money with me, you too lazy (uh+uh)
one thing i ain’t never did was never ever ever let a b+tch play me (h+ll nah, sorry)
i put it down in the city, now i’m up, n+gga (hey, hey)
i used to eat a hundred p’s just for lunch, n+gga (woo)
i got f+ck n+ggas recruitin’ other f+ck n+ggas
hustle hard, ain’t no such thing as luck, n+gga

[verse 2]
hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (hold up)
i just poured an eight of codeine in a coca+cola (raw)
i make it look too easy, i carry my whole hood on my shoulders (d+mn)
if money not in the equation, please do not approach us (swear to god)
cut my day+one n+gga off because of jealousy (d+mn)
every day, i’ma get fresh and pour up medicine (dirty)
poured too much syrup by mistake because i’m heavy+handed
b+tch, i’m the plug best friend, you just a middleman (ayy, f+ck them n+ggas)
i don’t f+ck with them n+ggas, i’m cut from a different cloth (yeah, yeah)
ask your ceo and your rap friends why they hate dolph (hah)
rich n+gga how i pop it on ’em (pop it)
the top come off, so i dropped it on ’em
paid 30k over sticker price, i had to cop it on ’em (woo)

[outro]
yeah
ayy, i remember my mom and dad was livin’ in a one+room shack
nowadays, i wake up in a mansion
huh
i remember my mom and dad didn’t even have a car
i don’t wanna get started to nowadays, man
ayy, man, half of that sh+t out there in my driveway, i can’t even spell that sh+t, man
on god
huh
it’s dolph
(paper route business)

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