Hold Up Lyrics - Ll Cool J

We doing a hundred on the highway, switchin lane after lane 

If the po po come then let em, aint no stopping today 

We brought out them horses tonight, the big blocks 

Dual cams, chrome pipes, I know you hear em 

Please, who in your hood wouldnt trade places with me? 

If I aint what youre tryin to be, then why you hustling see? 

To be young, black and rich, and thank the combination 

Tell me when its switched, I need to know, listen 

Maybe the problem is you thinking too small 

You niggas only want to rap and thats all 

Your only goal is to buy out the mall, my goal to buy me a mall 

You want to stunt for the summer, Im trying to buy me the fall 

Its a MySpace lick, you know how heavy hits MySpace get, yow 

It's like Im hurtin feelings just by telling the truth 

Im hurtin feelings in and out of this booth, now listen 

You see me sitting in a turning lane, youre a nigger, mine a bigger man 

You always braggin bout a little change you need to step up your game 

You better hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up 

You better sit your ass down 

Hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up 

You better sit your ass down 

My block I see you haters watchin me, but I aint trippin 

We all see it aint no stoppin me, when you a millionaire 

You steady buyin property, I got land 

To come catch me, you hit the lottery, niggas so stop playin 

I ride when I want to, and ye aint know 

See me buyin what I want to, walk out the store 

A hundred thousand in my pocket, you can tell how Im walking 

I ball like a dog, and they keep they heads crunk 

Tossin at the red light, go on pro, go on tar Candy Red tight 

My 54 nigga, wanted that oregano, fresh off a case 

And now they hatin every paranoid, yeah you better know it 

What Im bringin ye aint ready for, go right ya 

Whats to tell em, go and kill em boys, and lights out 

Nigga I aint playin witcha, the really dead hit ya 

Dont let me pull up on you in that turning lane nigga 

You see me sitting in a turning lane, youre a nigger, mine a bigger man 

You always braggin bout a little change you need to step up your game 

Hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up 

You better sit your ass down 

Hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up 

You better sit your ass down 

Got my bread stacked high like Mike in NBA highlights 

Mansion, me and jacuzzi bubblin with skylights 

Im Cool L, duels, killin niggas eyesight 

Wal Mart stocks, Mercedes 7, damn right 

My wrists stay glistenin, two birds kissin 

And Im sick of all this money, somebody call the position in 

The American dream, Im what niggas is envisionin 

You clowns aint makin your brains, you just drizzin it 

Packin like I aint famous, talkin bout 

I throw a party at the bank, walk a million out 

Got over 30 movies, what you think you doin to me? 

You sold a couple records out, how you think you gon outdo me? 

You know Im in shape for slappin, you gon try to sue me 

I buy you off, slide off with your lil cutie 

All this money is a goddamn nuisance 

Look at my career, yeah, Im the blueprint 

You see me sitting in a turning lane, youre a nigger, mine a bigger man 

You always braggin bout a little change you need to step up your game 

Hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up 

You better sit your ass down 

Hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up, hold up and hold up 

You better sit your ass down