Hold Up Bitch Lyrics - Z-ro

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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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