Lil Wayne "Hold Up (feat. T-Streets)" |
let go ok [Wayne] bitch i'm me american gangster weezy f baby born in a manger trouble is my friend i aint foreign to danger clip full of wings turn you boys into angels shoot ya in your halo, shoot ya like halo new orleans a-hole free-o fuego all about my bread like bagels They know I'm raw like quelos ball like gay-hos weed so strong it's like I twist tornadoes spit like nines, four fifths and 3 8 oh's n-ggas want problems well I am problematic it's back to picking cotton cuz you n-ggas cotton candy I'm an eastside damu, deep water shamu shoot you from ya head to your shoulders, shampoo kush in the bamboo, p-ssy in the bedroom pass that b-tch down like an airloom tunechi hold up hold up wait a minute hold up hold up mannnn we hustle till night fall party till sunlight guns in the boxes, don't make this a gunfight fuck them other niggas i fuck them niggas bitches benadryl shit trigga finga itchin' and we hustle till night fall party till sunlight guns in the boxes, don't make this a gunfight fuck them other niggas i fuck them niggas bitches benadryl shit trigga finga itchin' hold up hold up wait a minute hold up hold up [Streets] mannnn B-tch im streets, I rep that east Gimmie the beef, I'll Put the beef in da grease Kush in the sweets, ya B-tch in the sheets I f-cked that b-tch mission complete Real nigga talk, Gangsta conversation Im a real nigga dont f-ck wit immitations Young Money nigga aint no limitations I dont play games niggas simulations Which one of yall niggas say ya bout it? Its a f-cked up world T streets take ya out it Thats word to the glock.. Glock in the sock Loose lips aint shit better stop at the dot hold up [Wayne] Uhh Married to the money, welcome to the reception She came with problems, f-ck it thats my step sons Sleepin in the Maybach, Wake me when the jet come And i keep the toast turn yo ass to bread crumbs Uhh based on a true story, i got a million flows they aint even 2 storys Sleepin on the edge, I hope i dont toss and turn Shoot down the early bird thats how i get the worm yeah Real nigga university.. Alumni Just check my watch and the b-tch says sometimes She say when im in her it feel like im soul searchin And they say money talks, well its my spoke person Uhh grab a star from the sun roof I f-ck her in her dreams and make her come true Young Money in the power Send my bees at you like a motherf-ckin flower hold up hold up hold up wait a minute hold up hold up mannnn we hustle till night fall party till sunlight guns in the boxes, don't make this a gunfight fuck them other niggas i fuck them niggas bitches benadryl shit trigga finga itchin' and we hustle till night fall party till sunlight guns in the boxes, don't make this a gunfight fuck them other niggas i fuck them niggas bitches benadryl shit trigga finga itchin' hold up hold up wait a minute hold up hold up Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |