Hold Up

[Verse 1] Self-employed so I’m paying me, stayin’ trill ’cause it pay to be Won’t lie I parked handicapped and then get a ticket and pay the fee Ridin’ 84 or the 83, ain’t ridin’ them, then they ain’t wit me How y’all pay to get in the club, and then hate on the person y’all pay to see Now we got my block live again, look at these whips we’re riding in Making balling look easy baby, we don’t practice like Iverson Sliding in on them super pokes when I’m getting close just guard your face All the sinners start calling God, all the rappers start calling Mase Drop sounding like an earthquake, trunk bound to make the earth shake Every day is a movie for me, like the destination on the first date Telling me it’s her birthday, new shoes and her purse suede You should go and preach to the choir, I ain’t the one that you can persuade She ain’t worry of the hotel, I wouldn’t even get a motel Mess around and take your girl from you then sell her to ya for the whole sell (Oh well) Have her back, won't love but I love the stacks So I’m pulling up in that you know what, they looking at me like, what is that? [Hook] Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up Hold up, hold up, hold up That’s what they call it Soon they see me roll up, roll up They don’t know what to call that So they call it, call it, call it Hold up, hold up, hold up That’s what they call it Hold up, hold up, hold up That’s what they call it Soon they see roll up, roll up They don’t know what to call that So they call it, call it, call it Hold up [Verse 2] Told Brad to send me a track, he send me a track that sound like the trap I don’t know normally do this, but hey when I do it sound like a "brat" Competition left laying flat, I’m just hoping that you try I’m just hoping you try to try me, get drag around by your suit tie You can catch me in a foreign city, where they don’t even know I rap First album when platinum so there ain’t many places on my map Going golf in Iraq, going shopping in Dubai She’ll be asking her man for gifts and give me the gifts the her dude buy Bought a wallet with a mouse trap, no rat can get my cheese Hoodrats get no scraps get throwed back like huaraches Wanna book me for 5 G’s, read the sign that say stop please Can’t knock me my trunk knockin, might make your woman look knock knee Call me but I’m unreachable, too trill to be speaking to Got lost in my own garage and they couldn’t find me for a week or two My trunk’ll open like peek-a-boo, neon lights’ll be seeping through Candy blue, all my speakers blue, but I turned ‘em up and my speakers blew [Hook] [Verse 3] Hold up man, just hold up man, rep the state then pour up then Chew up cheese and throw up grands then get some bread yall know I’m jam It’s lunch time, she got one friend, but just one fine One four, one dime, you already know which one mine Tripping like Juicy J, Cee Lo done got me in the booth today If it come 'tween hoes and dough I drop off the chick and then scoop the pay Might as well, I might as well, passing up dough is a major fail Take a trip to South Africa, but can’t leave the paper like Dave Chappelle Realest rapper you’ll ever meet, she want an autograph on her fake breast Too young or just too dumb, girl slow it down and take a brake test Jackers out when my Lac is out, don’t worry 'bout it, I ain’t stressed Hot chocolate on my hollow tips, they might mess around and get a taste test [Hook]