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Quavo - Hold Up Lyrics

Hold Up Lyrics[Intro: French Montana]
I ain't never gon' come through when you niggas call
I'ma come through when I want, hol' up!
Hol' up, hol' up

[Chorus: French Montana, Quavo]
Tell 'em niggas hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up, ayy)
Tell 'em niggas hol' up (Hol' up, ayy)
I ain't rushin' with the work
I'm comin' with the work any time that I wanna (Ayy)
Wait a minute (Hol' up), wait a minute (Hol' up, hol' up)
Tell 'em niggas hol' up (Hol' up, ayy)
Wait a minute (Hol' up), wait a minute (Hol' up, hol' up)
Comin' when I wanna (Ayy)

[Post-Chorus: French Montana, Quavo]
Knick game, floor seats right next to Spike (Woo, ayy)
I throw two lines in a twenty-ounce Sprite (Hol' up)

[Verse 1: French Montana, Quavo]
From my nearest to my border (Oh)
Knees in the water (Oh)
Some freaks in the foreign (Oh)
In the V like the quarter (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)
Mixin' that CÎROC, bad bitches all night (Hol' up, ayy)
I don't care what they doin', man, I'm doin' what I like
Tell them niggas hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up, hol' up)
From the bottom, feelin' mad (Woo)
Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)
Where them niggas at when we started from path?
Wait a minute (Wait a minute), wait a minute (Hol' up)
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute (Wait a minute, ayy)
Wait a minute, crib got the elevators in it (Woo)
Wait a minute, now I buy my own panoramic (Ayy)

[Chorus: French Montana, Quavo]
Tell 'em niggas hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up, ayy)
Tell 'em niggas hol' up (Hol' up, hol' up, ayy)
I ain't rushin' with the work
I'm comin' with the work any time that I wanna (Ayy)
Wait a minute (Hol' up), wait a minute (Hol' up, hol' up)
Tell 'em niggas hol' up (Hol' up, ayy)
Wait a minute (Hol' up), wait a minute (Hol' up, hol' up)
Comin' when I wanna (Ayy)

[Post-Chorus: French Montana, Quavo]
Knick game, floor seats right next to Spike (Woo, ayy)
I throw two lines in a twenty-ounce Sprite (Hol' up)

[Verse 2: Quavo]
(Quavo)
When I pull out the chopper, every nigga on sight (Hol' up, rahh)
In the trap catchin' plays, OG, Jerry Rice (OG, uh)
When you a millionaire, you do not care 'bout the price (M&Ms, millionaire)
You play with my money, know niggas will come take your life (Yep)

[Verse 3: Chris Brown, Quavo]
Baby, that pussy too crazy, put me to sleep like a baby
I like to smoke with Jamaicans
Sak pase to all my Haitians
Pussy be tight with the Asians
I like Malaysian, I like to fuck
I like to get it, eat that pussy up
I know that she get excited when I get inside it
Ride my pony, giddy up (Ayy)

[Verse 4: Takeoff]
Lil' bitch don't know me, need to hold up (Nah, hold up)
If you got the cookies, you need to roll up (Yeah, roll up)
Double cup, I'm sippin' on purple, not Minnesota (Yeah)
Diamonds on my neck, I'm sick, I done caught ebola (Bleh, ayy)
My niggas from the bando trappin' off a Motorola (What's up?)
Dabbin' on these bitches, when they see me, call me Casanova (Dab)
Don't mention that when I'm pourin' a soda (Oi)
Keep the pocket rocket for the cobras tryna take it over (Rahh)
(Takeoff)

[Chorus: French Montana, Quavo]
Tell 'em niggas hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up, ayy)
Tell 'em niggas hol' up (Hol' up, ayy)
I ain't rushin' with the work
I'm comin' with the work any time that I wanna (Ayy)
Wait a minute (Hol' up), wait a minute (Hol' up, hol' up)
Tell 'em niggas hol' up (Hol' up, ayy)
Wait a minute (Hol' up), wait a minute (Hol' up, hol' up)
Comin' when I wanna (Ayy)

[Post-Chorus: French Montana, Quavo]
Knick game, floor seats right next to Spike (Woo, ayy)
I throw two lines in a twenty-ounce Sprite (Hol' up, woo)

[Chorus: French Montana, Quavo]
Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up)
Tell 'em niggas hol' up (Hol' up)
I ain't rushin' with the work
I'm comin' with the work any time that I wanna
Wait a minute (Hol' up), wait a minute (Hol' up, hol' up)
Tell 'em niggas hol' up (Hol' up, ayy)
Wait a minute (Hol' up), wait a minute (Hol' up, hol' up)
Comin' when I wanna (Ayy)

[Post-Chorus: French Montana, Quavo]
Knick game, floor seats right next to Spike (Woo, ayy)
I throw two lines in a twenty-ounce Sprite (Hol' up, woo)