Текст песни с аккордами
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[Intro]
Em7 F#m7 Gmaj7 Fmaj7
[Verse 1]
Em7
I wrote this record while thirty thousand feet in the air
F#m7
Stewardess complimenting me on my nappy hair
Gmaj7
If I can fuck her in front of all of these passengers
Fmaj7
They'll probably think I'm a terrorist, eat my asparagus
Em7
Then I'm asking her thoughts of a young nigga
F#m7
Fast money and freedom, a crash dummy for dollars
Gmaj7
I know you dying to meet him, I'll probably die in a minute
Fmaj7
Just bury me with twenty bitches, twenty million, and a Comptown fitted
[Chorus]
Em7
Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)
F#m7
Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)
Gmaj7
Yeah, big shit poppin'
Fmaj7
Section.80
[Verse 2]
Em7
Back in this bitch, in the back of that bitch
F#m7
With my back against the wall and your bitch on the edge of my dick, jump off
Gmaj7
I call a bitch a bitch, a ho a ho, a woman a woman
Fmaj7
I never did nothing but break the ground on top of the asphalt
Em7
Tire mark gave you evidence that I'm easily peddlin'
F#m7
With the speed of a lightning bolt as a kid, I killed two adults, I'm too advanced
Gmaj7
I lived my twenties at two years old, the wiser man
Fmaj7
Truth be told, I'm like eighty-seven
Em7
Wicked as eighty reverends in a pool of fire with devils holding hands
F#m7
From a distance, don't know which one is a Christian, damn
Gmaj7
Who can I trust in 2012? There's no one
Fmaj7
Not even myself, a Gemini screaming for help, somebody
[Chorus]
Em7
Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)
F#m7
Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)
Gmaj7
Yeah, big shit poppin', everybody watchin'
Fmaj7
When you do it like this, nigga, losing ain't a option
Em7
Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)
F#m7
Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)
Gmaj7
Yeah, big shit poppin', everybody watchin'
Fmaj7
(Ayy, ayy, kick her out the studio, Ali)
[Verse 3]
Em7
24/7, nigga working his ass for it, she poppin' that ass for
F#m7
The King of Diamonds with diamonds, I never do ask for it
Gmaj7
They checkin' my passport, I'm too accustomed with customs
Fmaj7
You callin' the task force, I killed it, somebody cuff him
Em7
They want me to fast forward the game, and
F#m7
Why you complain when you niggas is past poor?
Gmaj7
You'll never hop in my lane when you pushing a RAV4
Fmaj7
You wrecking my Jaguar, you play like a bad sport, her feet on the dashboard
[Chorus]
Em7
Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)
F#m7
Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)
Gmaj7
Yeah, big shit poppin', everybody watchin'
Fmaj7
When you do it like this, nigga, losing ain't a option
Em7
Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)
F#m7
Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)
Gmaj7
Yeah, big shit poppin', everybody watchin'
Fmaj7
When you do it like this, nigga
[Outro]
Em7
I wrote this record while thirty thousand feet in the air
F#m7
Stewardess complimenting me on my nappy hair
Gmaj7
If I can fuck her in front of all of these passengers
Fmaj7
They'll probably think I'm Osama, the plane emergency landed, it was an honor
N.C.
Hol' up
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