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hold up bitch - z-ro lyrics

[chorus]
hold up b-tch
hold up b-tch
hold up b-tch
hold up b-tch
hold up b-tch
hold up b-tch
hold up b-tch
hold up b-tch
hold up b-tch (hold up hoe)
hold up b-tch (hold up hoe)
hold up b-tch (hold up hoe)
hold up b-tch (hold up hoe)
hold up b-tch (hold up hoe)
hold up b-tch (hold up hoe)
hold up b-tch (hold up hoe)
hold up b-tch (hold up hoe)
hold up b-tch

[verse 1]
don’t run up on me with that touchy feely i don’t play that sh-t
if you the dj and i give you a record to play you gotta play that sh-t
got something to say about rodo
don’t bite your tongue let n-gga stay that sh-t
you smile at my face but you talk about me like a dog
n-gga really hate that sh-t
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 on 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 -sses down
i know they fake but they ain’t gotta stay fake
they can learn to be real i’m teaching cl-sses now
call me professor ro i’m a real go get in
no matter what i’m doing ima go get the dope
so far from the hood she gon have to find a ride
i’m not a über b-tch i won’t go get a hoe
hoe hope a girl scout cooking right in front of my face
ain’t even go smoke with my bro
f-ck, f-ck that n-gga he don’t even know i know
he was b-tt naked trying to do c0ke with my hoe

[verse 2]
my money right to much money left
bad b-tch 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 money get
got 20 n-gga b-tches in the boo hot then
like it f-ck it my phone and my money went
represent most cities till i can’t no more
ima 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 sh-t i can’t take no more
look if i’m in prison with you that would mean that i can’t get no p-ssy
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 b-tch wanna be my next b-tch
b-tch please you will never get me back

- z ro lyrics

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