Hol' on - Erica Banks feat KenTheMan
Hold on, ho, ayy, chill out, uh
(B_tch, get back, ho
Ayy
Let me talk my sh_t)
(Ayy, Doe Doe, ow)
B_tch, ain't no flakin', I'm 'bout it, I'm with it
You walk in the room, get to duckin' and flinchin'
He f_ck from the back, ain't no rubbin' and kissin'
Ho want a problem, it's up and it's tension, uh
Ten n_ggas bustin', he clap ten
He trap out the back with the trap twin
Pull up, I'm countin' the backend
Tell that lil' ho to come tap in
You tap on the 'net, but I tap on the doorbell
I'm all at your door like, "What's up? Is you bluffin'?"
He thinkin' we datin' and sh_t, now she hatin' and sh_t
But he flexin', he know we just f_ckin'
So ho, mind your business, your partners be trippin'
Pull up to your town and we want all the smoke
Roll up a bleezy, I heard that ho easy
He sell out the sack, we want all of the dope, uh
Hold on, ho, ayy, chill out, uh
B_tch too fine, no tip out, ayy
Flex one time, now the ho start cryin'
Slip once, all the drip gon' spill out, uh
Sit down, kick back, and make fun of you b_tches (Sit down)
F_ck I look like? I ain't one of you b_tches
I call for a zip, get a ton of them b_tches
What is you runnin'? I'm runnin' them b_tches
Gutter lil' b_tch and he love it
I'll ride on that d_ck, I don't cuddle or nothin'
These b_tches be scary, but act like they not
When I run through the spot, they be hidin' and duckin'
These hoes really broke, they ain't gettin' no money
They just gettin' f_cked for a smoke and a tab
How you a boss when you stay on your ass?
You ain't a bad b_tch, you just goin' out bad
Ho, run me my money or n_ggas is huntin'
They'll draw on your mama, your kids, and your brothers
I'd rather be dead than be labeled a s_cker
They won't catch me slip, I be strapped like a buckle
B_tch, I'm the one, you can get slapped
I'm quick to lay me a b_tch on her back
I'm stuck in my ways, I make n_ggas rebel
I get some mouth from him, then it's a wrap
Hold on, ho, ayy, chill out, uh
B_tch too fine, no tip out, ayy
Flex one time, now the ho start cryin'
Slip once, all the drip gon' spill out, uh
Sit down, kick back, and make fun of you b_tches
F_ck I look like? I ain't one of you b_tches
I call for a zip, get a ton of them b_tches
What is you runnin'? I'm runnin' them b_tches
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