Текст песни
Hold
up,
wait
a
minute,
bitch
Let
me
confess
I've
been
working
way
too
hard
but
yet
I
never
seem
to
rest
I've
been
sticking
to
myself
and
I
say
fuck
it
to
the
rest
All
you
care
about
is
all
that
ice
up
on
your
chest,
damn
Yea,
you
know
I
got
it
down
Bringing
it
back
around
I'm
with
the
gang,
you
looking
at
us,
I
know
that
you
backing
down
If
I
commit
then
you
better
know
I'm
not
ever
backing
out
One
more
sip
and
you
know
that
I'm
blacking
out
I
cannot
be
held
responsible
for
what
I'm
bout
to
do
I'm
really
bout
to
make
another
hit
I
got
you
bopping
it
I
hate
it
when
I
tell
em
that
I
got
it,
now
they
acting
cool
Where
was
you
when
I
was
making
tracks
up
out
the
living
room,
yea
yea
I
never
take
it
back
I
never
take
it
back
I'm
bout
to
go
and
get
in
my
bag,
yea
I'm
bout
to
make
a
rack
If
I
got
a
thing
I
want
to
say
then
I'm
bout
to
make
a
track
Sorry,
what
you
say?
You
were
kissing
ass
Wait
up,
hold
a
minute,
bitch
I
got
some
shit
to
prove
I
came
a
long
way
from
the
bottom
but
I
got
nothing
to
lose
Top
floor
apartment,
eye
level
with
the
moon
Next
move,
need
a
whip
with
the
stars
in
the
roof
The
center
of
attention
in
the
back
of
the
room
When
the
phone
rings,
they
gon
say
"they
asking
for
you"
Plenty
birds
in
the
trap,
got
me
acting
a
fool
Like
McGrady,
got
the
trap
house
jumping
42
Like,
you
wanna
get
embarrassed
when
you
try
me
Talking
down
on
my
name,
that's
a
bad
idea
I
got
homies,
got
my
back,
right
behind
me
Quick
to
jump
with
the
blicky,
we
can
do
it
right
here
In
my
city
I'm
connected,
I've
got
high
speed
Twenty-twenty
got
my
vision
going
twenty-twenty
Talking
shit
but
you
act
cool
when
you're
beside
me
Nah,
we
can't
make
amends,
we
ain't
buddy-buddy
If
you're
pouring
up
a
cup,
better
fill
it
up
In
a
foreign
with
a
foreign
and
she
booted
up
Going
90
in
a
40
with
the
windows
up
If
you
with
me
from
the
start
then
shorty
you
in
luck
I
cannot
be
held
responsible
for
what
I'm
cooking
up
I
got
her
addicted,
she
blacking
out
cause
my
shit
good
as
fuck
I'm
working
way
too
hard
but
I
don't
need
to,
this
shit
comes
too
easy
Y'all
been
going
silent,
they've
been
sleeping,
watch
me
wake
em
up
Hold
up,
wait
a
minute,
bitch
Let
me
confess
I've
been
working
way
too
hard
but
yet
I
never
seem
to
rest
I've
been
sticking
to
myself
and
I
say
fuck
it
to
the
rest
All
you
care
about
is
all
that
ice
up
on
your
chest,
damn
Yea,
you
know
I
got
it
down
Bringing
it
back
around
I'm
with
the
gang,
you
looking
at
us,
I
know
that
you
backing
down
If
I
commit
then
you
better
know
I'm
not
ever
backing
out
One
more
sip
and
you
know
that
I'm
blacking
out
I
cannot
be
held
responsible
for
what
I'm
bout
to
do
I'm
really
bout
to
make
another
hit
I
got
you
bopping
it
I
hate
it
when
I
tell
em
that
I
got
it,
now
they
acting
cool
Where
was
you
when
I
was
making
tracks
up
out
the
living
room,
yea
yea
I
never
take
it
back
I
never
take
it
back
I'm
bout
to
go
and
get
in
my
bag,
yea
I'm
bout
to
make
a
rack
If
I
got
a
thing
I
want
to
say
then
I'm
bout
to
make
a
track
Sorry,
what
you
say?
You
were
kissing
ass
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