Hold Up Bitch

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 Don't run up on me with that touchy feely I don't play that shit
 If you the DJ and I give you a record to play you gotta play that shit
 Got something to say about Rodo
 Don't bite your tongue let nigga stay that shit
 You smile at my face but you talk about me like a dog
 Nigga really hate that shit
 Haters looking for me they been asking round
 They want the palm back it to roll my casket down
 I used to really put real money one my head
 But I got a credit card I really do it with the plastic now
 I'm the king of Houston Texas been had the crown
 Tell the mother fellows they can sit their asses down
 I know they fake but they ain't gotta stay fake
 They can learn to be real I'm teaching classes now
 Call me professor Ro I'm a real go get in
 No matter what I'm doing i'ma go get the dope
 So far from the hood she gon have to find a ride
 I'm not a Über bitch I wont go get a hoe
 Hoe hope a Girl Scout cooking right in front of my face
 ain't even go smoke with my bro
 Fuck fuck that nigga he don't even know I know
 he was butt naked trying to do coke with my hoe
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 My money right to much money left
 bad bitch tryna figure out why she ain't got a call from me yet
 20 thousand dollars worth of alcohol Kush that's how crazy my moneys get
 Got 20 nigga bitches in the boo hot then
 Like it fuck it my phone and my money went
 Represent most cities till I can't no more
 I'ma keep drinking till there ain't no more
 All i do is make deposit after deposit
 My haters ain't going to the bank no more
 I don't wanna be in a holy tank no more
 How I did that shit I can't take no more
 Look if I'm in prison with you that would mean that I can't get no pussy
 I put my money in safe no more
 I know these haters wanna see me fall but I ain't let the haters see that
 If they hit me so bad then why every time I turn around
 They wanna be what I be at
 I be haunted by the ill direction I give a hater every reason to be mad
 Even my ex bitch wanna be my next bitch
 Bitch please you will never get me back
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Song Details

Duration
04:02
Key
6
Tempo
79 BPM

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