Hold Up Lyrics

Hold Up lyrics

We doing a hundred on the highway, switchin' lane after lane

If the po po come then let '€˜em, ain't no stopping today

We brought out them horses tonight, the big blocks

Dual cams, chrome pipes, I know you hear '€˜em



Please, who in your hood wouldn't trade places with me?

If I ain't what you're tryin' to be, then why you hustling see?

To be young, black and rich, and thank the combination

Tell me when it's switched, I need to know, listen



Maybe the problem is you thinking too small

You niggas only want to rap and that's all

Your only goal is to buy out the mall, my goal to buy me a mall

You want to stunt for the summer, I'm trying to buy me the fall

It's a MySpace lick, you know how heavy hits MySpace get, yow



It's like I'm hurtin' feelings just by telling the truth

I'm hurtin' feelings in and out of this booth, now listen

You see me sitting in a turning lane, you're a nigger, mine a bigger man

You always braggin' '€˜bout a little change you need to step up your game



You better hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up

You better sit your ass down

Hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up

You better sit your ass down



My block I see you haters watchin' me, but I ain't trippin'

We all see it ain't no stoppin' me, when you a millionaire

You steady buyin' property, I got land

To come catch me, you hit the lottery, niggas so stop playin'



I ride when I want to, and ye ain't know

See me buyin' what I want to, walk out the store

A hundred thousand in my pocket, you can tell how I'm walking

I ball like a dog, and they keep they heads crunk



Tossin' at the red light, go on pro, go on tar Candy Red tight

My 54 nigga, wanted that oregano, fresh off a case

And now they hatin' every paranoid, yeah you better know it



What I'm bringin' ye ain't ready for, go right ya

What's to tell em, go and kill em boys, and lights out

Nigga I ain't playin' witcha, the really dead hit ya

Don't let me pull up on you in that turning lane nigga



You see me sitting in a turning lane, you're a nigger, mine a bigger man

You always braggin' '€˜bout a little change you need to step up your game



Hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up

You better sit your ass down

Hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up

You better sit your ass down



Got my bread stacked high like Mike in NBA highlights

Mansion, me and jacuzzi bubblin' with skylights

I'm Cool L, duels, killin' niggas' eyesight

Wal Mart stocks, Mercedes 7, damn right



My wrists stay glistenin', two birds kissin'

And I'm sick of all this money, somebody call the position in

The American dream, I'm what niggas is envisionin'

You clowns ain't makin' your brains, you just drizzin' it



Packin' like I ain't famous, talkin' '€˜bout

I throw a party at the bank, walk a million out

Got over 30 movies, what you think you doin' to me?

You sold a couple records out, how you think you gon' outdo me?



You know I'm in shape for slappin, you gon' try to sue me

I buy you off, slide off with your lil' cutie

All this money is a goddamn nuisance

Look at my career, yeah, I'm the blueprint



You see me sitting in a turning lane, you're a nigger, mine a bigger man

You always braggin' '€˜bout a little change you need to step up your game



Hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up

You better sit your ass down

Hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up

You better sit your ass down