Текст песни Hol' Up - Reese LAFLARE
Yuh,
change
my
name,
hol'
up
Boutta
change
my
name
to
Lil
Skate
Flare,
change
my
name
to
lil
skate,
yuh
I
go
hard,
like
Weezy
out
the
mixtape
I
give
a
drip,
then
ask
her
how
the
dick
taste
That
nigga
broke,
I
know
he
is
a
cheapskate
(he's
a
cheapskate)
Yuh,
look,
ain't
no
back
and
forth,
ain't
no
back
and
forth
Yuh,
aye
pull
up
in
that
Hellcat
shootin'
out
them
doors
Flare,
yuh,
Count
the
racks
and
spend
them
bitches
all
in
Barney's,
yuh
Ay,
count
the
racks
and
spend
them
bitches
all
in
Barney's
Ya,
drinkin'
all
that
purple
yeah
I
feel
like
Barney,
huh
Rich
thick
white
girl
and
she
wanna
party
Ooh,
ay,
thick
black
girl
pop
it
like
a
Harley,
yuh
Fuck
the
whole
bowl
up,
I
wrap
my
wrist
around
it
Ya,
aye,
swimmin'
in
that
pussy
it
feel
like
I'm
drownin'
Hey,
pussy
nigga
sneak
dissin',
we
gon'
send
a
bounty
Ay,
main
bitch
thick,
so
I
call
her
Bounty
Heh,
ay,
all
these
bitches
thirsty,
tell
'em
get
from
'round
me
Girls
tryna
cuff
send
me
to
the
county,
no,
ay
Lil
Skate
Laflare
I
don't
think
you
want
no
smoke
Real
reason
these
niggas
hate
me
cause
these
lame
ass
niggas
broke
Ain't
no
cap
in
my
game,
shout
to
Slime,
then
my
bros
No,
ay,
no,
ay,
I
don't
want
your
ho,
ay
We
gon'
ring
'em
in
like
a
fuckin'
rodeo,
ay
I
control
these
hoes
like
a
damn
remote
controller,
ay
She
gon'
suck
the
dick
real
fast,
I
tol'
her
slower
Ay,
yuh,
ain't
no
back
and
forth,
ain't
no
back
and
forth
Yuh,
aye
pull
up
in
that
Hellcat
shootin'
out
the
door
Saint
Laurent
on
my
jeans
yeah
my
bitch
she
rock
Dior
(she
fancy)
You's
a
broke
ass
bitch
wearin'
Michael
Kors
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