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UNK - Hold On Hoe Paroles
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(feat. Baby D, Dj Montay, Parlae Of Dem Franchize Boyz)
Chorus:
Hold on Hoe
Hold on Hold on Hold on Hoe
AY!! [x4]
Don't run up on me like you know me player
Hold on HOE!
I'm smokin Kush you on that reggy
Hold on HOE!
Dem diamonds ain't real, tuck ya chain in
Hold on HOE!
ay ay, back back imma do my thang then
[Verse 1:]
Ol' bitch ass nigga make me laugh
Can't even bust Welch's grape
My fault dey hoes in my face
I pump dey mouths just like weights
I blowin Kush it taste great
Come 50 deep like da mob
I'm stackin stack after stack
so haters get on ya job
I'm callin shot after shot
whether you like it or not
You try to jack what I got
I'll bust ya ass on the spot
Come try me
I see you aint hard with out ya boys huh?
Hold on HOE!
Unlock dem toys and bring the noise huh?
Hold on HOE!
Chorus
[Verse 2:]
Ay hold on hoe hold on hoe
Don't be walkin up on on me to fast
Lookin slick talking slick
But aint no sucka for no ass
Look at the j's up on my feet
And the suede up on my seats
Check out the shades up on my face
Bitch! I ain't cheap
Hold on hoe, hold on hoe
I done told you once before
That I don't be rappin fast, des niggas just listen slow
So hit the blunt twice and keep it movin steady
We smokin purple kush bitch this aint no muthafuckin reggy
I'm in the A!
hold on hoe hold on hold on hoe
All Day!
I put on hoe put on put on hoe
See the stacks in my pocket
DA oomp camp gettin bigger
I'm Baby D or you can call me that nigga
Chorus
[Verse 3:]
Now hold on hoe
who gon be the next to go?
who gon be the next to blow?
give a nigga extra throat
I'm next to blow
my jewelery gotta a extra blow
Look at my chain bitch
My diamonds made by eskimos
I got extra dough
I got a cold wrist
Look at my pinky ring
My ears look like froze piss
How much yo chain?
How my much my chain?
That's a whole brick
I leave des hoes sick
My white wrist look like froze cris
I know dis
We da muthafuckin shit
oomp camp and Franchise in this fuckin bitch
Hold on hoe, hold on hold on hold on hoe
DFB we got solo solo dough
Chorus
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