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HOLOGRAMS (feat. Nvdeem) Video (MV)




Performed By: 64bithustla
Featuring: Prxblvm
Language: English
Length: 2:28
Written by: Woe There




64bithustla - HOLOGRAMS (feat. Nvdeem) Lyrics
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[ Featuring Prxblvm ]

All this f*cking petty talk
All this f*cking petty talk
Trapping out the hookah spot
Used to trap the mobile out
Pissing had no f*cking pot
My dogs don't bark they beat the block
Hand to hand I'll f*ck you up
All this f*cking petty talk
All this f*cking petty talk
Trapping out the hookah spot
Used to trap the mobile out
Pissing had no f*cking pot
My dogs don't bark they beat the block
Hand to hand I'd f*ck you up
Hand to hand I'd f*ck you up
Meet me at the waterhole
I can get these bo's for low
Soldiers with beretta's up
Tina's with the tommy cuts
Please don't start no war for me
My helen out here getting f*cked
Playing with my f*cking crib
You acting like a f*cking opp
I just wanna goooo
I need 4k for a show
F*ck that pussy want the throat
F*ck that pussy slit his throaaaat
I just wanna goooo
I need 4k for a show
F*ck that pussy what up
You can't incarcerate my wisdom like a wizard ima player
Pull my money out the bank because it's safer in my pocket
You should knock it off or get yo noggin split
Lock pick or pocket pick
Test results positive
They told me ima hologram
Mixed the potions in the glass tryna get my dollar back
Dope he had was so good I wonder where he got it at
Pocket full of contraband
I'm always where the dollar at
You cannot take them rubber bands to the promise land
My memory is excellent, the real question is
Why they always recommend, this bullshit repetitive yuh
I record my own shit and edit it
They ain't gimmy credit but I bet them bitches mentioned it
It's like my wallet got a hole in it
I been working hard I put my soul in it
I been running laps around myself aye yuh
I paid for hard copies f*ck a Gucci belt
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All this f*cking petty talk
All this f*cking petty talk
Trapping out the hookah spot
Used to trap the mobile out
Pissing had no f*cking pot
My dogs don't bark they beat the block
Hand to hand I'll f*ck you up
All this f*cking petty talk
All this f*cking petty talk
Trapping out the hookah spot
Used to trap the mobile out
Pissing had no f*cking pot
My dogs don't bark they beat the block
Hand to hand I'd f*ck you up
Hand to hand I'd f*ck you up
Meet me at the waterhole
I can get these bo's for low
Soldiers with beretta's up
Tina's with the tommy cuts
Please don't start no war for me
My helen out here getting f*cked
Playing with my f*cking crib
You acting like a f*cking opp
I just wanna goooo
I need 4k for a show
F*ck that pussy want the throat
F*ck that pussy slit his throaaaat
I just wanna goooo
I need 4k for a show
F*ck that pussy what up
You can't incarcerate my wisdom like a wizard ima player
Pull my money out the bank because it's safer in my pocket
You should knock it off or get yo noggin split
Lock pick or pocket pick
Test results positive
They told me ima hologram
Mixed the potions in the glass tryna get my dollar back
Dope he had was so good I wonder where he got it at
Pocket full of contraband
I'm always where the dollar at
You cannot take them rubber bands to the promise land
My memory is excellent, the real question is
Why they always recommend, this bullshit repetitive yuh
I record my own shit and edit it
They ain't gimmy credit but I bet them bitches mentioned it
It's like my wallet got a hole in it
I been working hard I put my soul in it
I been running laps around myself aye yuh
I paid for hard copies f*ck a Gucci belt
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Writer: Woe There
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