Title : [Hold On Hoe ]    -----------------    [enter lyrics]       [Chorus:]    Hold on Hoe    Hold on Hold on Hold on Hoe    AY!! [x4]       Don't run up on me like you know me player    Hold on HOE!    I'm smokin Kush you on that reggy    Hold on HOE!    Dem diamonds ain't real, tuck ya chain in    Hold on HOE!    ay ay, back back imma do my thang then       [Verse 1:]    Ol' bitch ass nigga make me laugh    Can't even bust Welch's grape    My fault dey hoes in my face    I pump dey mouths just like weights    I blowin Kush it taste great    Come 50 deep like da mob    I'm stackin stack after stack    so haters get on ya job    I'm callin shot after shot    whether you like it or not    You try to jack what I got    I'll bust ya ass on the spot    Come try me    Song Lyrics    I see you aint hard with out ya boys huh?    Hold on HOE!    Unlock dem toys and bring the noise huh?    Hold on HOE!       [Chorus]       [Verse 2:]    Ay hold on hoe hold on hoe    Don't be walkin up on on me to fast    Lookin slick talking slick    But aint no sucka for no ass    Look at the j's up on my feet    And the suede up on my seats    Check out the shades up on my face    Bitch! I ain't cheap    Hold on hoe, hold on hoe    I done told you once before    That I don't be rappin fast, des niggas just listen slow    So hit the blunt twice and keep it movin steady    We smokin purple kush bitch this aint no muthafuckin reggy    I'm in the A!    hold on hoe hold on hold on hoe    All Day!    I put on hoe put on put on hoe    See the stacks in my pocket    DA oomp camp gettin bigger    I'm Baby D or you can call me that nigga       [Chorus]       [Verse 3:]    Now hold on hoe    who gon be the next to go?    who gon be the next to blow?    give a nigga extra throat    I'm next to blow    my jewelery gotta a extra blow    Look at my chain bitch    My diamonds made by eskimos    I got extra dough    I got a cold wrist    Look at my pinky ring    My ears look like froze piss    How much yo chain?    How my much my chain?    That's a whole brick    I leave des hoes sick    My white wrist look like froze cris    I know dis    We da muthafuckin shit    oomp camp and Franchise in this fuckin bitch    Hold on hoe, hold on hold on hold on hoe    DFB we got solo solo dough       [Chorus]