Latro - Hol' Up Lyrics

Got you feeling it ya
Stop, hol' up
I just saw your man
I put 40 your ass
On my best of days
Stop hol' up
You just wanna crash
Got sedated on the dash
You be running running round with the dose girl
Run and run and gun with a holster
Running running round with dose girl
Running running round with a holster
She about that mess
She about that sex
I don't play to four
But she coming on my lap
Yea she coming on my lap
Popping as you wet
I be drunk on bitches
I just thought she never left
We be going back and forth all day ya
I be f*ckin' round town like the mayor
I gotta bag times two
She gotta damn fine look
Pulling a blunt smoke, shit
I was bad blind fool
765 on the feasting
How you get around I'm f*ckin faded
I can't imagine why you would be feasting
Got you feeling it ya
Stop, hol' up
I just saw your man
I put 40 your ass
On my best of days
Stop hol' up
You just wanna crash
Got sedated on the dash
You be running running round with the dose girl
Run and run and gun with a holster
Running running round with dose girl
Running running round with a holster
Shawty got a price tag
She be on a list
If he wanna fight me
That shit hit or miss
I picked up a tenner
Then she gave a kiss
Darkening my Vader
10k on the gang, I'm broke
My fans, they woke
The stands, they sold
My bank, kudos
I pray that I reap what I sow
Pray that I keep in the most
765 on the feasting
How you get around I'm f*ckin' faded
I can't imagine why you would be feasting
Got you feeling it ya
Stop, hol' up
I just saw your man
I put 40 your ass
On my best of days
Stop hol' up
You just wanna crash
Got sedated on the dash
You be running running round with the dose girl
Run and run and gun with a holster
Running running round with dose girl
Running running round with a holster
Stop, hol' up
Stop, hol' up
Got you feeling it ya