Hold Up Lyrics - Trae Tha Truth

Diddy] 

King motherfucker 

Ay yo, some of y'all bitches be motherfuckin' speeding and talking out of turn 

You need to slow the fuck down and hold up man 

Ay yo, Trae The Truth, get at these niggas, c'mon 

I am king, you know what it is 

Bitch came up to me, she said "who you is?" 

You know what I had to tell her 

I said "I'm Diddy, bitch!" 

I'm feelin' like I'm fly as fuck, no planes 

Yellin' where them haters at? Ain't nothin' changed 

Still talkin' white bricks, cocaine 

In the club with a hundred racks, I'm just sayin' 

Yeah, bitch I'm like hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up 

Yeah, wait a minute bitch 

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

Yeah, I'm just sayin' 

I'm just sayin' hold up 

California 'rari bitch, top just fold up 

Nigga with an attitude, Michael Kors polo 

Top'll get to poppin', make 'em freeze up like a photo 

Nightmares 'bout the feds, smellin' like Hermes 

Black with a check, now you Cortez 

The exorcist nigga, when I roll it turn heads 

Put some Ninas 'to they 'fros/froze like starin' at Medusa hair 

You see me in these streets on these beats 

With them hoes of the kitchen 

A pussy nigga think different, pussy nigga trippin' 

It's Jizzle from the bottom, die a legend out this bitch 

I get to whippin' up that fo', and get a second out that bitch 

King of the streets, twin drops I'm storin' 

Bitch I ball for the city, just like my last name Horton 

So much green inside the trunk, it should've stayed in the garden 

All I do is pay the price, I never ask what they chargin' 

I pull up on your bitch and repossess her like you owe that 

Put her in a flick and and display her like she was Kodak 

King motherfucker I'm classic like I was throwback 

This ain't what you want pussy nigga, you better know that 

Too deep in this 'rari, something blowin' like Bob Marley 

Hit my youngin' with a chopper, tell him ride like Harley 

I do this for my niggas in the city of the slow shit 

Well they pulled up, and they bang something 

Them laws come, we don't know shit 

Street nigga problems, we don't never duck 'em 

I'm an asshole, Trae forever young 'n fuck 'em 

Nuts hangin' to the point it ain't nowhere to stuff 'em 

I let my chain play nigga, I don't ever tuck 'em 

Jays in the yard, Ki's in the kitchen 

AKs in the closet, a quarter million in the ceiling 

...wonder how they never caught me 

All I gotta say is pay your taxes, pay your lawyer fee 

People runnin' at a nigga, know the nigga I got 

Yeah that's above the law, call it what you call it 

Don't take no shit, 'cause I ain't no toilet 

See me shawty, you see me... 

I pulled up, hopped out, sharp as shit 

Rolls Royce so big, can't park the shit 

You ain't 'bout that life, quit startin' shit 

Cause we ain't gon' wanna hear that ol' siren shit 

Ay yo, ABN 

Trae The Truth 

Kings, baby 

I got stadium place, bitches 

And I ain't just talkin' to women neither 

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