| O-O-Okay, I’m posted at the spot
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| And I’m known to take my time
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| I’m thinking dollar signs, but I got shorty on my mind
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| She said we don’t hang out enough
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| Because I’m grinding all the time
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| Grinding all the time
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| Bitch, I’m grinding all the time
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| I done pulled up, Beemers with my dogs
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| If you putting in the work, you could kick it with a boss
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| I been hustling' all day, she been callin' all night
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| I pull up and then I got that thing right
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| With my life, she know she
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| Alright with me
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| That’s a real one, for sure
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| She never hold back with me
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| We goin' up, keep goin' up
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| I pull up (Pull up)
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| And she rollin' (And she rollin')
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| I ain’t 'bout to say a thing
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| 'Cause she know what’s up (Girl, you know what’s up)
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| Won’t spend no time (Spend no time)
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| Can’t afford it, ay (Can't afford it)
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| We spendin' money, blow a bag
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| So she know what’s up
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| She only wanna talk to me, yeah
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| Tell her, hold on (Tell her hold on, tell her hold on)
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| She steady wanna fuck with me, yeah (Steady wanna fuck with me)
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| Tell her, hold on (Tell her hold on, tell her hold on)
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| Yeah, yeah, look
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| All you little rappers lookin' whack
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| Go get your bars up
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| I take your broad out somewhere far
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| I leave her with her bra undone
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| Man, these hoes be starstruck
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| Man, these folks be washed up
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| I can’t be around no corny
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| I be lookin' at y’all like salsa
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| This cheese not yours, my guy
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| She’s life goals, my guy
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| Seems so small, my guy
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| I’m fee-fi-fo, my guy
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| Chick gettin' a shot
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| That’s hella thick and she shy
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| Her conversation be dry
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| But her box is Cinco de Mayo
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| Oh, she alright
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| Alright with me ('Ight)
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| That’s a real one, for sure (For sure)
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| She never hold back with me
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| We goin' up, keep goin' up
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| I pull up (Pull up)
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| And she rollin' (And she rollin')
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| I ain’t 'bout to say a thing
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| 'Cause she know what’s up (Girl, you know what’s up)
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| Won’t spend no time (Spend no time)
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| Can’t afford it, ay (Can't afford it)
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| We spendin' money, blow a bag
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| So she know what’s up
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| She only wanna talk to me, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Tell her, hold on (Tell her hold on, tell her hold on)
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| She steady wanna fuck with me, yeah (Steady wanna fuck with me)
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| Tell her, hold on (Tell her hold on, tell her hold on) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hold On , by - Rockie Fresh. Song from the album Slid Thru Just to Show You Whats Up, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп