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Hol Up Video (MV)




Performed By: The Real Purple Haze
Language: English
Length: 2:35
Written by: Xavier Goode




The Real Purple Haze - Hol Up Lyrics
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I been gettin to the bucks, bed time story in my cup
Back seat sofa plush, big dog u a pup
Oh shit lets regroup... hold up hold up hold up hold up
Never really gave a f*ck, lotto ticket test ya luck
We been wit it from the jump
One mo time let's regroup... shit... hold up hold up hold up hold up
Guapin Durf run the certs, stellar wave wanna Surf
Hood streets to the burbs
F*ck around and missed a lick shit hold up hold up hold up hold up
Couple novels in da cut, hiku in a cup
Back seat wit da curtains
Easy driver pouring dirt... shit... hold up hold up hold up hold up
Cali hills valley girl, in da crib goin squirrel cashews what the world
Purple had to cut her loose, miss u can get ya things and go now
Drank inside a ginger ale, slide u 10 for the 12 or the 9 for 11
Hit da Fran wen u here and got a lil bit to po down
Glickery wit da nads get em blew like a fan cup or 2 for ya mans
Understand what I'm sayin, shit, blicka singing like it's Motown
Anything here at hand, pharmica im ya man, pedigree to the xans
Jimi Hendrix, boomers damn And onions in here like some bo rounds
Been wit shit they picked on me if you could get a glimpse how
Them babies take the kid style and they caught me wit da temp down
Ya face ain't good no work out here, u wish u had a temp job
Outside ya spot no tepe wit dem poles up like a tent site
Had slid down on skateboard left wit shorty in a Benz I
Don't fit ya shape young Trapiziod I'm getting to the bens I
Had doubled back in back seat look and feeling like the man i
Slow down tryin finish up this blunt... shit... hold up hold up hold up hold up
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I been gettin to the bucks, bed time story in my cup
Back seat sofa plush, big dog u a pup
Oh shit lets regroup... hold up hold up hold up hold up
Never really gave a f*ck, lotto ticket test ya luck
We been wit it from the jump
One mo time let's regroup... shit... hold up hold up hold up hold up
Guapin Durf run the certs, stellar wave wanna Surf
Hood streets to the burbs
F*ck around and missed a lick shit hold up hold up hold up hold up
Couple novels in da cut, hiku in a cup
Back seat wit da curtains
Easy driver pouring dirt... shit... hold up hold up hold up hold up
Cali hills valley girl, in da crib goin squirrel cashews what the world
Purple had to cut her loose, miss u can get ya things and go now
Drank inside a ginger ale, slide u 10 for the 12 or the 9 for 11
Hit da Fran wen u here and got a lil bit to po down
Glickery wit da nads get em blew like a fan cup or 2 for ya mans
Understand what I'm sayin, shit, blicka singing like it's Motown
Anything here at hand, pharmica im ya man, pedigree to the xans
Jimi Hendrix, boomers damn And onions in here like some bo rounds
Been wit shit they picked on me if you could get a glimpse how
Them babies take the kid style and they caught me wit da temp down
Ya face ain't good no work out here, u wish u had a temp job
Outside ya spot no tepe wit dem poles up like a tent site
Had slid down on skateboard left wit shorty in a Benz I
Don't fit ya shape young Trapiziod I'm getting to the bens I
Had doubled back in back seat look and feeling like the man i
Slow down tryin finish up this blunt... shit... hold up hold up hold up hold up
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Writer: Xavier Goode
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