Chamillionaire

Chamillionaire - Man, Hold Up songtekst

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Hold up, hold up

If you got change for a dollar in your pocket right now

Then it's time to exit the club

If you've been sippin out the same cup since you got here and now you swallowin ice (woo)

Then it's time to exit the club

If you made one toss and all the money you had disappeared, then please step to the rear

Then it's time to step your game up



Ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, Chamillitary mayne





Got a couple grand hold it up (up)

With your left hand and say man hold up (man hold up)

Boys in the front blowin up (up)

With the fat stacks in the club, that's us (man that's us)

My boys got the club sewed up

Stacks so fat, that they can't fold up (can't fold up)

The girls in the club know us (us)

Because we act bad everytime we show up (sho nuff)





Yeah, you know it's on tonight

I got 'em strippin for my tip when I'm in "Harlem Nights" ($5 Tuesdays nigga)

Uh, yeah and I got on all this ice (woo)

I just came from Johnny the Jeweler, better guard your sight (just paid Johnny partner)

Uh, yeah, in Dallas "Gentlemen's"

These other boys is holdin ones, we holdin Benjamins (that's real talk)

Uh, yeah, go ahead and send 'em in

Cause we so rich, them haters sick, but ain't no medicine (them haters sick)

Uh, yeah, police harassin us

Who's vehicle is this? Is somethin that you've asked enough (for real)

Uh, yeah, groupies for passin just

We kick 'em out that candy door, they come right back to us (come right back to us, already)

Uh, yeah, the golden plaques was up

But I saw gold and that was old, so I got platinum plus (revenge)

Uh, yeah, bring it if you bad enough

But if you not get up outta here or back it up (back, back it up)

Uh, Pimp C OG's, so I'm a ballin by that bar in here, like he told me (that Sweet Jones)

Uh, yeah, my nigga drinks on me

I got some dough you can "Get Throwed" like the homie Bun B (throwed, throwed)

Uh, yeah, they wanna be like me, I'm in that lot, I'm hoppin outta candy ESV's

Uh, yeah (yeah), she tried to kept on me

That's when I spot my trunk and "Swang" it like T-R-A-E (swang and I swang and I swang to the left)

Uh, yeah, don't act like y'all forgot

That I've been makin Houston hits legit as Rap-A-Lot (what up International Red)

Uh, yeah, let off the gas and stop

If you still spinnin like them mix show DJ's, add the box (what up home of the Boys)

Uh, yeah, we watchin Magnavox, the car TV's is big enough, boys in the back can watch (already)

Uh, yeah, they want my cash to stop, but it won't stop (it won't stop)

Cause I stay grindin 'til my casket drop (now run it back)

Uh, yeah, they want my cash to stop, but it won't stop (ch-cheah)

Cause I stay grindin 'til my casket drop (Chamillitary mayne)

They told me that talk is cheap, but broke hoes be sure talkin

Used to be moonwalkin, now those be strobe walkin

Broke hoes for sure callin, fo fos and fos crawlin

Don't play with my paper get a broke nose and oh darling

Sure starvin, hungry for fetti like it's fettuccine

Got a problem, they see me, cause I'm a solve it, believe me

Better be good at magic and bottle the baddest genie

Had to holla at Jay, cause the neck just look better blingy

Wanna be me, I'm just too real to be duplicated

If you don't know me, yeah you never met me, then you should hate it

You can have an opinion, but I ain't one to debate it

If you ridin spinners, stop it, that nonsense is overrated

Even if you on dubs, especially if you on hubs

Them sixes is stationary, but somethin that you will love

Shout out to the blue and cause, shout out to my B and bloods

We ain't tryna be gangsta, for real, we just doin us

Yeah we gettin that paper, if you say that we're not

It's obvious you residin somewhere up under a rock

Got 'em staring outside, they love how the trunk pop

Like Block E-N-T is me, they be all on my Yung Joc

Reppin them hard blocks, where them hustlers they all ready

Your lady all hung up on you, now she callin your boy's celly

And that's because y'all petty, my paper's for sure heavy

Don't play cause that boy deadly with hands like that boy Freddie













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