Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hold Up, artist - Cory MoDate of issue: 07.10.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hold Up |
| Pay attention potna, Bout to do the damn thang, HOLD UP! |
| If you gettin money gone do the damn thang, HOLD UP! |
| What you need to do is fire up the damn thang, HOLD UP! |
| Fuck a bottle im bout to buy the whole damn thang, HOLD UP! |
| I done did dat befo, HOLD UP! |
| I can get it for the low, HOLD UP! |
| Get money at the doe, HOLD UP! |
| But never trust no ho, HOLD UP! |
| Jus keep it on da low, HOLD UP! |
| Let cha bank roll grow, HOLD UP! |
| You Awready no, HOLD UP! |
| Im a Hustler fa sho, HOLD UP! |
| I done been there done that bought the t-shirt |
| Just sayin', do some research |
| Take notes watch dem hoes twerk |
| Keep pippin make dem hoes work |
| Bitch you looking at a certified P. I |
| CountryRapTune Alumni for Lee.I., |
| Move the fuck around ho mind yo Bee. |
| I |
| Piss me off i might fuk yo beee’ach! |
| Yup, sure will, for the simple fact that I am so trill |
| Kush in the air, vodka on chill |
| Already known what the business is |
| Can I get a witness here |
| Trying to run a legitimate business here |
| Ya boy C`Mo finna win this year |
| Fuck the dumb shit, I’m goin in this year |
| Took long enough, still got a fan base strong enough |
| & a bag of Kush just a strong |
| Don’t need no mo I’ve blown enough |
| Gotta luv the game tho |
| Play safe, stay in ya lane doe |
| No reason to explain fo, Fa’really doe! |
| Bitch I’m bout paper |
| Never could never pay for pussy |
| Never will I ever trust a hater |
| Have to back stab me in mine |
| Cuz my shine is just so much greater |
| Than the average muthafucka wit a cape thats always down to save a |
| Betta call you Captain Kirk or Spock to beam you up |
| Krizzle why you so cold, the way I spit flows |
| You think I came from the north pole |
| The way I bring hoes, I could have done it with my mouth shut |
| Or hands tied with my eyes closed |
| I been this way since I was snot nose |
| Forever deep in the street like a pothole |
| I’m on the creep for a freak with a hot throat |
| Could break a chick for a check & a high note |
| Cuz I done did dat before |
| Suicide it’s a suicide, trying to test me that’s your foolish pride |
| Niggas get killed by the truest lie |
| Like a teardrop fallin from the bluest eye |
| Til the whites is the color of ruby skies |
| I take it in stride man, the dude abides |
| Give you the truth let you decide |
| That’s how Jesus got crucified |
| Let it off cuz the pen is the gun |
| I choose take aim with one eye closed |
| One blow let you know it’s mightier than the sword |
| Cuz the wound from the plume don’t never close |
| Plus even if it close up still gonna scar a nigga so what |
| I slice niggas like cold cuts, cuz these rap niggas so butt |
| So I tell em geek down like J Dilla Donuts |
| So the fake don’t like me, I make mufuckas get feisty |
| Is you rollin mufucka yea I might be |
| Cuz you knowing I’m the sugar honey iced tea |
| Speed it up til we going at light speed |
| Beat it up so bad that it might bleed |
| Yeah you nuthin but a tourist go site see |
| Before they buss yo head open to the white meat, uh! |