Holdupholdup!
Oh, a-a-ah
I love poppin' tags
Hol' up, hol' up, throw them racks
Hol' up, I've been in my bag
Hol' up, hol' up, throw that flag up
I love makin' 'em mad
Hol' up, I want that Maybach
Scratch that, I want that new Jag'
This bitch a liar, she so bad though
Aye, lil' bitch, I can't be your dad
Nah, lil' bitch, I can't be your man
Yeah, lil' bitch, I don't do romance
Nah, nah, I don't want no friends
I just want like hella bands
I just wanna see my diamonds dancin'
I just wanna see them cuttas, man
They blindin', they prancin' around
I said remember me now, uh, now
Yeah, I'm on top of them mountains lookin' down
Hey, I'm lookin' down at the hate, don't care bout them now
Yeah, I'm lookin' down at the fakes, they better pipe down
Yeah, they better bow down
I love poppin' tags
Hol' up, hol' up, throw them racks
Hol' up, I've been in my bag
Hol' up, hol' up, throw that flag up
I love makin' 'em mad
Hol' up, I want that Maybach
Scratch that, I want that new Jag'
This bitch a liar, she so bad though
Aye, lil' bitch, I can't be your dad
Nah, lil' bitch, I can't be your man
Yeah, lil' bitch, I don't do romance
Nah, nah, I don't want no friends
I just want like hella bands
I love poppin' tags
Hol' up, hol' up, throw them racks
Hol' up, I've been in my bag
Hol' up, hol' up, throw that flag up
I love makin' 'em mad
Hol' up, I want that Maybach
Scratch that, I want that new Jag'
This bitch a liar, she so bad though
Aye, lil' bitch, I can't be your dad
Nah, lil' bitch, I can't be your man
Yeah, lil' bitch, I don't do romance
Nah, nah, I don't want no friends
I just want like hella bands
I just wanna see my diamonds dancin'
I just wanna see them cuttas, man
They blindin', they prancin' around
I said remember me now, uh, now
Yeah, I'm on top of them mountains lookin' down
Hey, I'm lookin' down at the hate, don't care bout them now
Yeah, I'm lookin' down at the fakes, they better pipe down
Yeah, they better bow down
I love poppin' tags
Hol' up, hol' up, throw them racks
Hol' up, I've been in my bag
Hol' up, hol' up, throw that flag up
I love makin' 'em mad
Hol' up, I want that Maybach
Scratch that, I want that new Jag'
This bitch a liar, she so bad though
Aye, lil' bitch, I can't be your dad
Nah, lil' bitch, I can't be your man
Yeah, lil' bitch, I don't do romance
Nah, nah, I don't want no friends
I just want like hella bands
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Writer(s): Baba Linskiii
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