BIG LO$ - Holup' (feat. Da Younginz) Lyrics

Holup, Holup, Holup
Dese lil niggas ain't makin no money
Holup, Holup, Holup
Dese lil bitches aim't talkin about f*ckin
Holup, Holup, Holup
Dat lil nigga ain't gettin no cash
Holup, Holup, Holup
Dat lil bitch dere really aain't bad
Holup, Holup, Holup
All my niggas real in my squad
Holup, Holup, Holup
Yeah my bitch she'll take yo brawd
Holup, Holup, Holup
Dats dat same lil nigga we robbed
Holup, Holup, Holup
Dese lil niggas don't want them problems

Walked in wit a sac on me, u can tell I got crazy check
Got a lil Puerto Rican bitch, wen we get together have crazy sex
My nigga fresh bout to take off n I swear to God me or lazy next
Can't forget my brotha Tito. It's Money gang money power respect
Diamond drippin on me make ha get wet, sponsored by Nike I run up a check
Teenage years sellin dat crack, my nigga took it heen did shit yet
I hit dat pussy same day dat we met. My nigga home but he on house arrest
Found a plug and I never looked back, Big Los I be Juugin dat pack
I love me some revenue
I'm turnin one into two
I kno u a pussy, u kno dat I did
Wat u niggas finna do?
I got Tay wit me, and my nigga Bubba
Hol up hol up hol up
I'm ridin behind em so nigga wat u wanna do?

Holup, Holup, Holup
Dese lil niggas ain't makin no money
Holup, Holup, Holup
Dese lil bitches aim't talkin about f*ckin
Holup, Holup, Holup
Dat lil nigga ain't gettin no cash
Holup, Holup, Holup
Dat lil bitch dere really aain't bad
Holup, Holup, Holup
All my niggas real in my squad
Holup, Holup, Holup
Yeah my bitch she'll take yo brawd
Holup, Holup, Holup
Dats dat same lil nigga we robbed
Holup, Holup, Holup
Dese lil niggas don't want them problems

Yeah it's Da Younginz
Lil Tay Da Man
Yeah I got them bandz and she dancin on my pants
We ont want no trouble
Cause I got dem shooters
My hitter BIG LO$, yeah dat nigga gone do you
Come to my city I might loose ya
Ridin wit bub so dat means it makes two of us
What you gone do wit us
Ridin the benz everyday like a school bus
What you gone do wit us
I throwin the bandz, I'm makin em dance
Den make em groove out, yeah
Da man wit da plan
I'm livin my dream
Ya'll really jus sleep
I'm fire, I'm hot
I'm death with da three
I'm just being me
Got polo on me
Will love up with me
And chase me for weeks
Yeah this comin from the mind of a young soldier
Probably done heard before but now its from a young bubba
I'm from da tnawfside where they call it down under
Call me Russel MVP like i play for the Thunder
Hoop and ball is my life summer seventeen
When I come home I promise ima make em scream
Linked up wit my uncle to follow my dreams
Now I'm focused on my future, i'm seeing da green
All A's, All A's, call me honor roll
I'm throwin da bandz and makin em dance
Always catch me wit young Tay
I call him big bro

Holup, Holup, Holup
Dese lil niggas ain't makin no money
Holup, Holup, Holup
Dese lil bitches aim't talkin about f*ckin
Holup, Holup, Holup
Dat lil nigga ain't gettin no cash
Holup, Holup, Holup
Dat lil bitch dere really aain't bad
Holup, Holup, Holup
All my niggas real in my squad
Holup, Holup, Holup
Yeah my bitch she'll take yo brawd
Holup, Holup, Holup
Dats dat same lil nigga we robbed
Holup, Holup, Holup
Dese lil niggas don't want them problems