| Did you put that shit on it?
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| Can you turn the beat up too?
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| Yea yea yea yea yea yea
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| This the soundtrack to my life
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| Yea this the soundtrack to my life take a trip
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| You ain’t got to hold me down I hold my own in this bitch
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| Shit kept my word stayed true you know how this can get when it’s real
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| One thing just don’t count me out yo just don’t count me out
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| Yea said this the soundtrack to my soul take a trip
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| You ain’t got to hold me down
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| I hold my own in this bitch
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| Kept my word stayed true
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| You know how this can get when it’s real
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| One thing just don’t count me out
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| Yea just don’t count me out
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| Hol' up say hol' up, Hol' up say hol' up, Hol' up say hol' up
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| Look I did this shit for the hoes, I did this shit for the youth
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| I did this shit for the gang gang, I did this shit for the wave
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| All of you new niggas sound the same you cannot say this don’t sound the same
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| When they hear this they gon feel a way unless I add a xan or lean and 100K
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| Money, money, money piling 20's, 50's, 100's got em heard it all
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| I just might buy me an island
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| Horsing around in Ferraris let set it off
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| You and your bros flying privates
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| All of your hoes on my private they finna ball
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| Ima finesse it through college long as she keep them toes polished
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| Problem solved like ohhhh
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| Out with the old and in with the new
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| Yea it’s a goal messie with the goals
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| Man this shit ain’t you
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| It ain’t the same nothing was the same I’m Drake with the views
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| It’s outta control you can’t control while keepin it true
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| Yea said this the soundtrack to my soul take a trip
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| You ain’t got to hold me down
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| I hold my own in this bitch
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| Kept my word stayed true
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| You know how this can get when it’s real
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| One thing just don’t count me out
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| Yea just don’t count me out
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| Hol' up say hol' up, Hol' up say hol' up, Hol' up say hol' up
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| I’m rappin and trappin, I’m trappin I’m robbin
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| While you niggas acting I’m about that action
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| Boy you ain’t about nothing, my nigga what’s happening
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| Know that they napping, let’s flip up the mattress
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| We gon wake em and slap em
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| All of this gold, can’t wait to go platinum and see they reaction
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| New Gucci on me these niggas look bummy
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| Boy go spend some hundreds go buy your bitch something
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| Go buy that bitch something before she run up under me
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| She gon come andalay she gon come andalay she know I’m the money man
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| We come from nothing we don’t ask for anything
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| We got more juice than Minute Made
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| We laid up in the shade we counting this cash my bitch she so bad
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| Trips to Barbados we sit in the sand and we listen to Jazz
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| Getting this bag I kick it with Chaz, bitch look at my swag
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| I’m in my G-Wag, my moms got a beamer and my bitch got a Jag
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| Yea said this the soundtrack to my soul take a trip
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| You ain’t got to hold me down
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| I hold my own in this bitch
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| Kept my word stayed true
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| You know how this can get when it’s real
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| One thing just don’t count me out
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| Yea just don’t count me out
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| Hol' up say hol' up, Hol' up say hol' up, Hol' up say hol' up |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hol' Up , by - Chaz French. Song from the album True Colors, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп