Lyrics Dem Boyz - ScHoolboy Q feat. Wiz Khalifa, Rick Ross & Nas
Hol
up,
we
dem
boyz
Hol
up,
we
dem
boyz
Hol
up,
hol
up,
hol
up,
we
makin'
noise
Hol
up,
hol
up,
we
dem
boyz
Now
I've
been
in
this
game
a
long
time,
still
get
money
Hol
up,
we
dem
boyz
Hol
up,
hol
up,
hol
up,
we
makin'
noise
Paranoid
as
a
child,
blessed
to
be
a
dreamer
Bitch
we
dem
boys,
nigga
we
the
Beatles
1-8-7
no
appeal,
get
it
how
you
live
Before
I
go
broke
accountants
jump
off
a
bridge
First
round
draft
pick,
hittas
stay
in
the
field
On
that
poor
side
of
town,
grinding
to
pay
our
bills
They
hate
to
see
you
flourish,
so
I
draw
the
curtains
I'm
so
high
up
in
the
sky
that
my
i
won't
get
no
service
Democracy
be
the
dope,
community
in
the
choke
The
warden
just
caught
his
case,
he
was
looking
forward
to
vote
Nigga
count
your
blessings,
lighters
on
the
dresser
I
scoped
it,
a
whole
body,
so
yes
I'm
well
invested
From
Fig
row
to
the
airport
to
them
Iceland
hoes
Head
to
London
then
to
Paris,
double
sold
out
shows
Then
I
fell
asleep
in
my
Saint-Laurent
and
woke
up,
stunt
more
And
just
recent
nigga,
my
teeth
is
nickel,
got
disco-ball
glow
Niggas
throwin'
shots
but
I
dodge
'em
all,
you
can't
touch
this
Don't
believe
if
my
name
involved
in
some
punk
shit
Half
a
mil
a
week,
crib
by
the
beach,
got
bank
roll
Got
a
bitch
who
got
booty-cheeks,
good
neck
though
Hold
up,
hol
up,
hol
up,
this
game
we
play,
you
can't
control
us
Hol
up,
hol
up,
they
knew
us
cause
the
way
we
pulled
up
Hold
up,
hol
up,
my
bitch
her
shape
like
Coca-Cola
Hold
up,
hol
up,
Wiz
on
joints,
my
woods
be
rolled
up
Hol
up,
we
dem
boyz
Hol
up,
we
dem
boyz
Hol
up,
hol
up,
hol
up,
we
makin'
noise
Hol
up,
hol
up,
we
dem
boyz
Now
I've
been
in
this
game
a
long
time,
still
get
money
Hol
up,
we
dem
boyz
Hol
up,
hol
up,
hol
up,
we
makin'
noise
I
never
give
a
rat
a
pass,
it's
the
fattest
ass
that
attracts
me
How
do
I
define
Nasty?
Ghastly
Explain
Esco
Plain
and
simple
- with
a
redbone
in
the
Benz'o
sippin'
XO
From
the
Don
to
God's
Son,
the
Project
Prophet,
the
live
one
The
father
of
Destiny,
Knight's
pops,
Will's
man
Jungle's
brother
Girl,
I
house
you
like
the
Jungle
Brothers,
understand
I
shine
before
ya'll
time
I
been
outside
when
T
La
Rock
invented
rhymes
When
dinner
time
and
BBS's
on
tinted
Saab's
was
getting
robbed
I'm
20
in,
still
outside,
don't
ask
for
it
That
parched
up
from
here
on,
that
half
moon
is
that
Nas
cut
We
been
'em
niggas
that's
been
them
niggas,
ask
any
nigga
Mass
Appeal,
history,
Henny
sippers,
let's
get
it
nigga
Hol
up,
we
dem
boyz
Hol
up,
we
dem
boyz
Hol
up,
hol
up,
hol
up,
we
makin'
noise
Hol
up,
hol
up,
we
dem
boyz
Now
I've
been
in
this
game
a
long
time,
still
get
money
Hol
up,
we
dem
boyz
Hol
up,
hol
up,
hol
up,
we
makin'
noise
Keys
to
my
estate,
put
the
cheese
inside
a
safe
Drinkin'
by
the
case,
that
be
the
reason
why
they
hate
Fresh
up
outta
cell
to
the
seats
of
private
planes
Roll
at
least
an
ounce
a
day,
smokin'
weed
is
my
escape
Peddle
to
the
floor,
make
sure
my
niggas
straight
Every
city-state,
I'm
tryna
break
the
piggie
bank
Some
niggas
get
put
on,
some
niggas
get
played
Take
another
selfie,
watch
my
lawyer
beat
the
case
We
Dem
Boyz
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1 Dem Boyz
2 3 on
3 WTC
4 U.O.E.N.O.
5 Often (feat. Rick Ross & The Weeknd)
6 Banger
7 What They Want
8 Friends
9 Often (feat. Rick Ross & The Weeknd)
10 U.O.E.N.O.
11 Drugs
12 B.E.T. Cypher
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