Hol' Up (Explicit) 歌詞
I wrote this record while thirty thousand feet in the air
Stewardess complimentin' me on my nappy hair
If I can f**k her in front of all of these passengers
They'll prob'ly think I'm a terrorist
Eat my asparagus then I'm askin' her
Thoughts of a young ni**a fast money and freedom
A crash dummy for diamonds I know you dyin' to meet 'em
I'll prob'ly die in a minute
Just bury me with twenty b**ches twenty million and a Comptown fitted
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Yeah big sh*t poppin'
Section 80
Back in this b**ch in the back of that b**ch
Wit' my back against the wall and yo' b**ch on the edge of my dick
Jump off
I call a b**ch a b**ch a ho a ho a woman a woman
I never did nothin' but break the ground on top of the asphalt
Tire mark gave you evidence that I'm easily peddlin' with the speed of a lightnin' bolt
As a kid I killed two adults I'm too advanced
I live my twenties at two years old the wiser man
Truth be told I'm like eighty-seven
Wicked as eighty reverends in a pool of fire wit' devils holdin' hands
From the distance don't know which one is a Christian damn
Who can I trust in 2012 There's no one
Not even myself a Gemini screamin' for help somebody
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Yeah big sh*t poppin' everybody watchin'
When you do it like this ni**a losin' ain't an option
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Yeah big sh*t poppin'
Ay ay kick her out the studio Ali
24/7 ni**a workin' his a** for it she poppin' that a** for it
The King of Diamonds wit' diamonds I never do ask for
They checkin' my passport I'm too accustomed with Customs
She call in the task force I killed it somebody cuff ‘im
They want me to fast-forward the game and why you complain
When you niggas is past poor you'll never hop in my lane
When you pushin' a RAV4 you wreckin' my Jaguar
You play like a bad sport her feet on the dashboard
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Yeah big sh*t poppin' everybody watchin'
When you do it like this ni**a losin' ain't an option
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Yeah big sh*t poppin' everybody watchin'
When you do it like this ni**a
I wrote this record while thirty thousand feet in the air
Stewardess complimentin' me on my nappy hair
If I can f**k her in front of all of these passengers
They'll prob'ly think I'm Osama
The plane emergency landed it was an honor
Hol' up