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Hold Up

Bun B

Da Bottom, Vol. 4

2005

when I do it sound like the trap, 
Competition left me in flat, I'm just hoping that you trap, 
I'm just hoping you try to try me, 
Get drag around by

Still dodging the scrutiny, U, N, I, T, Y.
Told my sister that it's just you and me
Came from nothing, made it to something and did it beautifully

erzählen?
Eure Melancholie zieht vielleicht bei Mädels
Aber nicht bei mir, man
Tausend Rapper mit beschissener Beatwahl
Wieso fragt ihr nach files by Bennett?

Hold Up

Chamillionaire

Elevate

2013

when I do it sound like the trap, 
Competition left me in flat, I'm just hoping that you trap, 
I'm just hoping you try to try me, 
Get drag around by

to the man
Got em on ice in the van
Asking me twice who I am
Lemme tell em again, I’m a D.A.N
I’m a

[Hook] 
Different ass nigga 
That’s all I know to be
No

message would it send if I don't take a chance?
I'd rather drop and die then to be a coward of a man
All I ever wanted was to make an album 
That would

down they're fast 
What's past is past 
I'm a blast if I could sell more albums than Eminem 
Elvis Elton Queen and U2 
Then it's all been worthwhile

weil du Outros so sehr hasst, habe ich zwei davon gemacht, Biatch
Nur für dich
Tja, was tut man nicht alles für seine Fans, oder
Der Beat ist übrigens

saying he my opp
But he'on own a gun fr
Speak on no man
but he'on really got no funds fr
Priorities be fucked up
that's really why they getting killed
Put

And I began writing probably the most joy filled song on this album
Which was sunset by the beach
And I just started feeling so good
I was radiating

My limit it's limitless
I say that as my credit card reached its limit, fuck
Wit me, never dealt dimes or nickels, but by 2 quarters my album doing

Water to wine huh? nah man I'm fine
This faith keeps on growing harder and harder to find
When your father is dying mom goes to cry
That her sons

man
Make it so much, you should call me money man

And why everybody wanna profit off me
What the f**k y'all thought the recipe was free
Them days is

They say imitations the sincerest form of flattery, that's flattering
But the way y'all follow me, I'm flabbergasted by your fallacy
Fuckin fake

the beginning
GO!

I'll never fall off, I'll never lose my skill
I'm a Gemini man, diagnosed as too ill
2 L's when I smoke, Mr.Smith with steel
I'm an Ice Cube

stuck in this maze
With little love so much mother fucking hatred
They told me when I drop something
They'll promote it and honestly man a n*gga really

My homie asked how I feel forward
(I said) To be honest man I want more
How much more you gonna want for it
However much I need to make toward it

doubt
We lose our minds, where's the lost and found?
Had you by my side in cap and gown
Board games and gummy bears all around
Their perception of us,

Used to move two a day
Talking about fluently 
Break down into little pieces like when your tooth decay
So I wrote an album about how I used to be wild'n

sticks, cock, aim, shoot, hit
Nigga's ain't fuckin' witcha man
Yadidimean? ya understand?
Guns-N-Rozay shit nigga
On the muthafuckin' set boy
Album

name 
4 mixtapes
And a album 
Just for play 
Ball out 
No lonzo
Know the plug
That's honcho
Cash 
Need that pronto 
Bad bitch 
She mine homie 
Kind Bud

talking to children
Hey yo man
You gotta relax
My name is Dez Nado
But for this album, you can call me D-Eazy
I wanna welcome you to Twerksonville
But most

industry
All my gas exotic fuk is a dispensary
Man i know dem niggas pussy wasn't rlly Street
Tie em at his ankles
Have the car drag em by his feet
Yea
Bitch

the balls
To start shit the whole clique prolly wanna
Rock 'n' Roll lets go everybody wanna show
Seven of my brothers pop up like our mother is the Octomom