Stoke Style - 31 | Текст песни

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Hold up (x2)
(Verse 1)
Self-employed so I’m paying me
Stayin’ true ’cause it paid to be
Won’t allow parked handicapped and then get a ticket then pay the V
Riddin 84 of the 83, ain't ridin them then they ain't with me
How y'all pay to get in the club, and then hate on the person y'all paid to see
Now we got my block live again
Look at these whips we’re riding in
Making ballin look easy baby, we don’t practice like others been
Sliding in and then super post when I’m getting closer just gauge your face
All the sinners star calling God,
All the rappers start calling Mase,
Drop sounding like an earthquake,
Trunk bound to make an earth shake
Every day is a movie for me, like the destination on the first day
Telling me it’s a birthday, new shoes and her purse weigh,
You should go and preach to the choir, I ain’t the one you persuade,
She ain’t worthy of a hotel, I wouldn’t even get a motel,
Mess around and take your girl from you
Then sell it to you for the whole sell
Oh well, have her back, won’t love but I love the stacks
so I’m pulling up in that you know what
They looking at me like what is that

(Hook)
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up,
That’s what they’ve been calling me,
Soon as they see me roll up, roll up
Don’t know what to call that
So they call, call it, call it
Hold up, hold up, hold up,
That’s what they call it.
Hold up, hold up, hold up,
That’s what they call it.
Soon they see roll up, uh, roll up,
Don’t know what to call that
So they call, call it, call it
Hold up

(Verse 2)
Told Brad to send me a track,
He send me a track to sound like a trap,
I don’t normally do this,
But hey when I do it sound like a brrraat,
Competition left me in flat, I’m just hoping that you try,
I’m just hoping you try to try me,
Get drag around by your suit tie,
You can catch me in the foreign city,
They don’t even know I rap,
First album went platinum so that ain’t many places on my map,
Going golfin Iraq, going shopping in Dubai
She’ll be asking her man for gifts and gives me the gift for her Dubai
Bottle water with a mouse trap, no rat could get to my cheese
Hood rats that get no scraps get thrown back like arachis
Wanna book me for fire G’s,
Read the sign that say stop please,
Can’t knock me, my trunk knocking,
Might make your woman looking knockey,
Call me but I’m unreachable, too trill to be spoken too
Got lost in my own garage and they couldn’t find me for a week or two,
My trunk I open like pick-a-boo,
Me on lies if you sleep it through
Candy blew and my speakers blew, but I turn em up and my speakers blew.

(Hook)

(Verse 3)
Hold up man, just hold up man,
Rep the state then pour it down,
chew up cheese then throw up grants,
Then get some bread y'all know I jam,
It’s lunch time, she got one friend, but just one fine,
One four, one dime, you already know which one is mine,
Tripping like Juicy J, Cee Lo got me in the booth today
If it comes between hoes and dough I drop off chick and then scoop you pay,
Might as well, I might as well, passing up dough is a major field,
Take the trip to South Africa, but can’t lead the paper like Dave Chappelle
Realest rapper you have ever meet, she want an autograph on her fake breasts,
Too young or just too dumb, girl slow it down and take a break test,
Check it out when my lack is out,
Don't worry bout it, I ain't stressed,
Hot chocolate on my hallo tips they might mess around and get a taste test.

(Hook)

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