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geechi gotti – hold up كلمات اغاني

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[intro: geechi gotti]
ooh, ky
this the one
third time’s a charm
drop it, drop it

[verse 1: geechi gotti]
hold up, hold up, hold up (hold up)
i’m f_ckin’ rich, n_gga
hold up, hold up, hold up (hold up)
i could f_ck your b_tch, n_gga (yeah)
i come from the 6, n_gga (yeah)
grew up hittin’ l!cks, n_gga (yeah)
drivin’ foriegn whips, n_gga (skrrt!)
trap house full of bricks in ‘em
i could make a call and get your man shot (blaow, blaow)
i seen my big homies get rich up off some d_mn pots (yeah)
in my ‘hood, i’m big dog like it’s sandlot (hold up, hold up, hold up)
pull up blowin’ hand c_cked, they dread it like it’s jamrock
baby, i ain’t hatin’, i got more than what your man got (i got mo’)
he might need a job _ why he out here wit’ his hand out? (what he doin’?)
chopper wit’ a beam, look like somethin’ off of star wars
i know it look like wings when they lift up, they still car doors (hold up)
money ain’t a thing, watch me blow it on a freak b_tch
put a couple features on the glock, now this a remix
steady makin’ plays, lil’ buddy, where your defense?
you been on some weak sh_t
hold up, watch the beat flip, n_gga (yeah)
[hook: geechi gotti]
hold up, hold up, hold up
i’mma act a ass on ‘em
hold up, hold up, hold up
watch me spend this cash on ‘em
hold up, hold up, hold up
i’mma drive all fast on ‘em
i’mma do the dash on ‘em
f_ck her, then i pass on ‘em
hold up, hold up, hold up
i’mma act a ass on ‘em
hold up, hold up, hold up
watch me spend this cash on ‘em
hold up, hold up, hold up
i’mma drive all fast on ‘em
i’mma do the dash on ‘em
f_ck her, then i pass on ‘em

[verse 2: calicoe]
yeah, yeah, aye
stuff her wit’ some d_ck, then stuff her for the road
i love my baby mama, all my b_tches know
take a trip to cali, we gon’ pimp the ho
aye, i ain’t got my buff, so i don’t wanna smoke
in the club eatin’ lamb chops, b_tch, i feel like the goat
all that talkin’ got yo’ mans hot, they put him in the scope
all that lackin’ got yo’ mans popped, you put him in yo’ post
all that rappin’ got yo’ ass hot, you gotta live it, though
travel state_to_state wit’ that bag, i’m on my pivot, though
they’ll send you upstate for the max, for that fentanyl
when i be out the way wit’ this rap, feel like i’m gettin’ off
i hit the strip club and i’m happy long as my n_ggas ball
aye, you cryin’ ‘bout them petty_ass problems: that sh_t miniscule
i’m on the road in a suit and tie, doin’ 10 to 2
stuffin’ pies, duckin’ uncle ra for a interview
‘cause i can’t even tell him what i’m finna do
[hook: geechi gotti]
hold up, hold up, hold up
i’mma act a ass on ‘em
hold up, hold up, hold up
watch me spend this cash on ‘em
hold up, hold up, hold up
i’mma drive all fast on ‘em
i’mma do the dash on ‘em
f_ck her, then i pass on ‘em
hold up, hold up, hold up
i’mma act a ass on ‘em
hold up, hold up, hold up
watch me spend this cash on ‘em
hold up, hold up, hold up
i’mma drive all fast on ‘em
i’mma do the dash on ‘em
f_ck her, then i pass on ‘em

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