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lirik lagu philthy rich & toohda band$ – hold it up

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[intro]
(david wesson)
(funk or die)

[verse 1: visa]
ayy, took a trip to the d, i flew first class
before i left the house, i hit the gucci store and blew a bag
ten bands on me, that’s a light trip
f&n give a n~gga facelift
hit truth for the lamb chop with zip sauce
with this money, i’ll get a n~gga picked off (picked off)
ain’t no questioning, i’m a big boss
you a small fry, n~gga, i’m a big dawg

[verse 2: skinny t]
ayy, ayy, n~ggas tryna clone me, b~tches wanna own me
tell them n~ggas if it’s really beef, n~gga get up on me
i used to hit the road by myself ’cause i ain’t need n0body
way back then up in sac, i used to be with avi
ask that n~gga rick, that’s my cousin, i used to be mobbin’
ask bro, i always got the strap whеn i’m outside slidin’
and lil’ bruh from the rich, get out, thе suckers be hidin’
the hundred popper tops and the clip, we sending ’em flying

[chorus: toohda band$]
this for the gangsters and the hustlers
if you got a rollie on, n~gga, hold it up
all we know is fast life, ain’t no slowing up
my n~gga pulled up with a brick, i told him pour me up
i’m getting topped by your shorty in the longest truck
give a f~ck ’bout what you talkin’, n~gga show me somethin’
cuz flexed two~hundred thou’, he really showed me somethin’
i told pops to hold yo’ head, you got a rollie coming
[verse 3: philthy rich]
look, i ain’t never been booked for these vv’s
my b~tch got a million purses with all cc’s
this for the gangsters and the hustlers, hold your rollie up
a hundred fod chains when we showing up
five foreigns, each one, two~fifty or better
got on five chains, that’s two~fifty on my sweater
f~ck a b~tch, i’m just tryna make my mama proud
so i went and spent a million on my mama house (phil)

[verse 4: toohda band$]
i remember kicking doors, b~tch, we was in and out
n~gga, we was hitting lean, it never been a drought
i’ll get a n~gga k!lled, you better watch your mouth
my n~ggas ready for whatever, they’ll watch yo’ house
man, n~gga, stop cappin’, n~gga, stop actin’
n~gga said he with the sh~t until we caught that boy lackin’
and yo’ b~tch in the trap, vacuum sealed, she packin’
police hit the lights, don’t stop, keep smashing

[chorus: toohda band$]
this for the gangsters and the hustlers
if you got a rollie on, n~gga, hold it up
all we know is fast life, ain’t no slowing up
my n~gga pulled up with a brick, i told him pour me up
i’m getting topped by your shorty in the longest truck
give a f~ck ’bout what you talkin’, n~gga show me somethin’
cuz flexed two~hundred thou’, he really showed me somethin’
i told pops to hold yo’ head, you got a rollie coming
[verse 5: lil tray]
keep blasting
this b~tch want some d~ck, she keep asking
slide up on a n~gga quick with the mac~10
i like to see that money flip, where the backends?
we tryna pop a n~gga top out the black benz
we pullin’ off if we can’t bring the straps in
get on both sides of his whip, now he trapped in
hard times, i was down bad tryna stack ten

[verse 6: lil steve]
hard times, i was down bad tryna stack ten
n~ggas really p~ssy, they actin’
i been in the stu’ working, just rappin’
nights callin’ ’cause the trap been slappin’
i’m working on collecting the backend but right now i’m still trappin’
on the road, diamonds on my neck, tryna get a check
n~ggas hate i’m winning and i’m next
all that hating sh~t got his ass wet
i’m really ’bout a check
young n~gga tryna cop a ‘vette (tryna cop a ‘vette)


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