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hold on - yung ralph & nard & b lyrics

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feel like a rap star
yeah, cuban links be chokin me
trap star
ay, i grew up off of pork n beans
stripper b*tches
shakin ass they be provokin’ me
active digits
i ran it up no they can’t f*ck with me

got all type a sh*t
hold on
diamonds look like lights & sh*t
hold on
might get the coupe all white & sh*t
hold on
and i ain’t tryna wife ya b*tch
hold on

sippin on my belaire
lemon pepper come from wing stop
they like why juug goin so hard?
i’m tryna make the team pop
fresh & clean
here to sip some lean
[?]
carti frames to match the watch
they make my ears & ring pop
i’m that type of n****
it’s just in me need no breeze now
f*ck a hater
all this ice on me i make ‘em freeze now
exotic b*tch, exotic drank
smoke exotic weed now
ain’t gotta walk no more
designer shoes, exotic keys now
pocket full of nipseys
blues all on me
stripper shaking ass & titties
tryna put it on me
know im p i keep it g
i don’t f*ck with phonies
all i want is extra cheese
just the maceroni

feel like a rap star
yeah, cuban links be chokin me
trap star
ay, i grew up off of pork n beans
stripper b*tches
shakin ass they be provokin me
active digits
i ran it up no they can’t f*ck with me

got all type a sh*t
hold on
diamonds look like lights & sh*t
hold on
might get the coupe all white & sh*t
hold on
and i ain’t tryna wife ya b*tch
hold on

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