Hol' Up
Nico 3X
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Money or the bitches, nigga Imma need the bag I been down too long, nigga Imma need it bad I know I been gone, I been cooking in the lab Now I’m whipping in a foreign like I ain’t afraid to crash, nigga hol’ up Riding in a circle doing donuts Say it to my face since you out here acting like you so tough My niggas carry heat it ain’t a problem calling yo bluff Shordy head is crazy man I swear she going so nuts, for real Get the f*ck away from me you don’t know the deal Stop talking like you bout it boy you don’t wanna kill Family on my back and I be holding em still Holding em still, I be holding em Yea, I be holding em down Guess my middle name is Usain, way I’m running this town Speeding by you with the deuces you ain’t running me down If you ask em they say “three times” who they wanna be now Bitches love the curls, I’m trynna see if she thick I know that her panties and jaw dropping when she see this Yea I’m with the mafia but I ain’t talking three-six Think that this Nina gone be the only girl I sleep with (Sleep with) Big dog status, I’m relaxed Niggas looking goofy, call em Maxamillion Breaking down her back like my name Shaq O’Neal and Know a couple fiends so Imma bag the pills, yea All em off the bullshit tell em miss me with it Got em hella thirsty for my sixteen nigga We don’t wanna have to put you six feet nigga We ain’t saying if we did it She love all my jewelry cause her favorite color yellow I can see the pussy through her tights it’s waving hello She asking for some money so I hit her with a hell no Imma get a chip in my first year like my name Melo Think I might call up one of my favorite cuddle bugs She keep on telling me that I’m her favorite type of drug And it just so happens I’m her favorite type of plug Made her cum like six times then I hit the Jordan shrug All em off the bullshit tell em miss me with it Got em hella thirsty for my sixteen nigga We don’t wanna have to put you six feet nigga We ain’t saying if we did it Money or the bitches, nigga Imma need the bag I been down too long, nigga Imma need it bad I know I been gone, I been cooking in the lab Now I’m whipping in a foreign like I ain’t afraid to crash, nigga hol’ up Riding in a circle doing donuts Say it to my face since you out here acting like you so tough My niggas carry heat it ain’t a problem calling yo bluff Shordy head is crazy man I swear she going so nuts, for real Get the f*ck away from me you don’t know the deal Stop talking like you bout it boy you don’t wanna kill Family on my back and I be holding em still Holding em, holding em, holding em still Niggas looking goofy, call em Maxamillion Breaking down her back like my name Shaq O’Neal and
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