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N7 - Hold On lyrics

Artist: N7

album: Apply Pressure


Hold on, ooh
Ooh, what
Shobby got the recipe (Petty etty etty)
Big west, big west, wap
You already know what the fuck going on, petty wap in this motherfucker
Hold on, hold on, hold on
I drop a four in a big cup (Fuck)
223 with the stick up (Raah)
Walk in the store, trippin' nigga this a stick up (Westside)
Do him like a sweater, he get zipped up (Hold on)
Squad like a big butt, nigga you broke, get fixed up (Hold on)
Rich ass nigga, hold my wrist up (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Still hit the trap, with crack whip a brick up
Never leave my gang, on god, never switch up
Can't a nigga ever say I bitched up (No)
Snapchat story, I slid up
Actin' like a kid after school, you get picked up (Ooh)
Nigga it's been up, I was in the trap, no cap, getting big bucks
Nigga I've been up
Bust on her back, had to fuck her for a minute, said a nigga was trippin', said hold on, I still fuck (West, west)
I was in the pussy goin' stupid like a big bus (Westside)
Push down horse, no trouble (Ooh)
Lookin' like a trouble in a Tahoe (Braah)
Free Chain Gang like Ralo (Westside)
Flexin' for these bitches like bravo (Water)
Push down horse, no trouble (Skrrt)
Lookin' like a trouble in a Tahoe
Free Chain Gang like Ralo (Hold on, hold on)
Flexin' for these bitches like bravo
Ooh, ooh, on god
They askin' Pwap what it do
I got my pack and my stick in the stu'
Drop a 4 with your bitch cause I'm sick with the flu
Hold on, westside
Fuck her, go ape like a zoo
Give a fuck where you at, I'm up in it too
If that boy could try, put that boy on the news (Come on, come on)
Hold on, late nights
I'm looking for oppers to drill
Grip on my stick, plus I pop me a pill
If I spot me a nigga, I'm shootin' to kill (Kill me, kill me)
Hold on, big bands
I really got money for real
Bitch, I had bread before I signed me a deal
Bitch Arther Parker now like a hill
I used to touch at the hills (Ooh)
Smokin' the dope with the brokenheart at the hill
Drop off the phone, swag or a pill
Take a sip, make me shiver, it gave you the chills
Slow from the back on my kills on my group
Do a favor, stick like a nigga from sea
I move with the slatt like a nigga on a field
I got straps on my back, bitch, I'm thuggin' for real
Push down horse, no trouble (Ooh)
Lookin' like a trouble in a Tahoe (Braah)
Free Chain Gang like Ralo (Westside)
Flexin' for these bitches like bravo (Water)
Push down horse, no Tahoe (Skrrt)
Lookin' like a trouble in a Tahoe
Free Chain Gang like Ralo (Hold on, hold on)
Flexin' for these bitches like bravo (Bring up the recipe)
Petty wap, ooh, ooh, ooh
On god, petty wap, ooh

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