Hold Up *** by Z-Ro
Release Date: 2017
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Don’t run up on me with that touchy feely I don’t play that ***
If you the DJ and I give you a record to play you gotta play that ***
Got something to say about Rodo
Don’t bite your tongue let *** stay that ***
You smile at my face but you talk about me like a dog
*** really hate that ***
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 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 ima go get the ***
So far from the hood she gon have to find a ride
I’m not a Über *** I won’t go get a ***
*** hope a Girl Scout cooking right in front of my face
Ain’t even go smoke with my bro
***, *** that *** he don’t even know I know
He was butt naked trying to do *** with my ***
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My money right to much money left
Bad *** 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 *** *** in the boo hot then
Like it *** 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 *** I can’t take no more
Look if I’m in prison with you that would mean that I can’t get no ***
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 *** wanna be my next ***
*** please you will never get me back
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