Hold Up 歌词

Heya heya nigga It's Teecee Da Loc I gotta tell them again I asked TC and Loc now I tell them again That 40 stay right by my side So I ain’t need no friends Where you from? Motherfucker read my ball cap Yank Crip, nigga and I'm with all that I’m like tick tock tickety tock Drop top riding down the fucking block The Ice cream truck tell that mother fucker stop Ooh there go the cops with no cherries on the top So I smashed on them put that gas on em Bust a couple bitches, I got ghost on em Aye TC coming home I Just talked to him on the phone Aye it's Lil TC, Tam Corleone Hold up wait a minute Wait a minute wait Wait a mother fucking minute I’m like hold up wait a minute Wait a minute wait Wait a mother fucking minute Hey I started this flocking and shit Now this the motherfucking thanks I get Hey I started this fast shit Now this the motherfucking thanks I get Get boo bopped so quick running off that lip Save it for these hoes I don’t wanna hear that shit Hey E-Bo what it do? I’m in that coup Yeah that's that two She got some bomb ass pussy I ain’t Lucious but I killed that bitch cookie Bein rich as a rookie Selling dope and flipping that pussy Hey I started this flock and shit Now this the mother fucking thanks I get Hey I started this fast shit Now this the mother fucking thanks I get Yeah nigga another midtown classic Back for you bust ass niggas Pusha Ink the label though Happening though nigga Ha