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letra de hold up - sheek louch

[intro]
haha, yeah
just gotta talk to ’em sometimes
they like, they like, “louch, you be talkin’ that sh-t, n-gga”
donnie, yo

[verse 1]
i don’t want no liquor or kush, my n-gga (uh-uh)
there’s no need to beat around the bush, my n-gga (facts)
car wasn’t workin’, you ain’t push, my n-gga
we was out there, you ain’t look, my n-gga (we over here)
opps came through, you was shook, my n-gga (haha)
rattin’, that’s all it took, my n-gga (that’s it?)
but when you rappin’, you extra tough
talk about shootin’ and all that stuff (woo)
i’ve been on your block, it’s not that rough (uh-uh)
if it is, you ain’t, enough’s enough (enough)
i came out here without a dollar, n-gga
and i ain’t made one trip to valhalla, n-gga
question, why you ain’t proud a n-gga?
you see how these b-tches wan’ crowd a n-gga? (ah)
everybody act rich, they don’t care no more (uh-uh)
that’s why i don’t believe half what i hear no more (facts)
better get it how you get it and you fear no more
i don’t let fake n-ggas in my ear no more, ha (f-ck outta here)
they ain’t talk about much (uh-uh)
i hate when n-ggas try and stay in touch
[chorus]
yeah (yeah), n-gga try and keep close
he be watchin’ and she be watchin’, but (uh)
they won’t like what you post (uh-uh)
n-gga (d-block)
yeah, they won’t like what you post (uh-uh)
n-gga (n-gga, yeah)
donnie, hold up, b-tch

[verse 2]
whatever, homie (uh-huh)
i’m still tryna figure how the f-ck you know me (yeah)
you say we go back, motherf-cker, show me (for real?)
if that’s your b-tch, why the f-ck she blow me? (ah)
i got all these friends, why the f-ck i’m lonely?
f-ck company, i just want the monies, my testimony (uh-huh)
can’t blame me, i’m just chillin’, n-gga (chillin’)
got time to give a f-ck how feelin’, n-gga
stay home, keep lookin’ at the ceiling, n-gga (uh-huh)
waitin’, she out with a realer n-gga
uh, rick ross voice (woo)
you went with that n-gga, b-tch, that’s your choice (that’s facts)
and ice on the wrist (uh-huh)
whatever he wearin’ don’t look like this (nah)
comin’ to sit with that, you best not miss (d-block)
hold up, b-tch (ah)
[outro]
hold up, b-tch
(level 13)

- sheek louch

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