Beatking - Holup Holup lyrics

[Intro:] Drop Holup b**h Drop Holup b**h [x4] Holup Holup [Chorus:] Pull Up in that rari turning head Lil mama leaning on the head rest (they lean) Get money mother f**ing fast Put your hood up if you ain't scared Pull up in that be like holup holup Pimping on your man like holup holup Four strippers with me when i roll up holup holup Ace town b**h man we holup holup [Verse 1:] I make a beat then i crashed it I f** your hoe harder than taxes holup That what real n******gs do thats what real n******gs do All of those hoes are crazy I make these hoes just pay me I just want dunk trying to f** some bodys wife like Tyrone Tippin on fours when i swing Boy i'll be thug in the game Club godzilla and no thrilla and none of these hoes the same I'll never switch yo b**h i never switch yo Pick one of them b**h we rich yo Sip on whatever he mixing it's that purple cone [Chorus] [Verse 2:] We don't love these hoes never (no) We say leave for lisa We got brain like a teacher sit on a wood like a bleacher When i pull up in that rari you gonna ride Round with those heaters Yall can run out the liters I use to f** with d** then i stop I never ever talk to f**ing cops In the club thirty beeps like rapper lots I got ten b**hes in my spot And then we going to toss these b**h like holup holup Ace town four four in tha soda soda I got swingers on my lack and they holding holding Club godzilla b**h i'm ballin like i'm ballin ballin [Chorus:] Pull Up in that rari turning head Lil mama leaning on the head rest (they lean) Get money mother f**ing fast Put your hood up if you ain't scared Pull up in that be like holup holup [x2] Pimping on your man like holup holup Four strippers with me when i roll up holup holup Ace town b**h man we holup holup Turning heads Leaning on the red Mother f**ing fast Put your hand up if you ain't scared