Paroles de la chanson Hold On par Lil Kayla
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Paroles de la chanson Hold On par Lil Kayla
I'm a young lit bitch, diamonds on my wrist
Fuck my last nigga, on the real, he was a bitch (Ooh, that's Marco in his bag)
We ain't stressin' on shit, we been gettin' rich
Amiri jeans on make me look a lil' thick
Hold on, huh
And he gon' eat it like his last meal
He a fool with the tongue, you know how that feel
I gave my feelings to a trick, that was a bad deal
Hold on, huh (Lil Kayla, what's up?)
And he gon' eat it like his last meal (Like his last meal)
He a fool with the tongue, you know how that feel (You know how that feel)
I gave my feelings to a trick, that was a bad deal
Had to hop up out my feelings and go hop up in that ooh
Stop bringin' up that old-ass shit and come in new
I just counted sixty thousand cash, nigga, all blues
I been humble for a minute, think it's time I act a fool
I ain't been fuckin' with these niggas, they ain't worth nothin' (They ain't worth nothin')
But if I'm dry, I might fuck around and flirt or somethin'
I gave my feelings to a trick, that was a bad deal
Had to hop up out my feelings and go hop up in that ooh
Stop bringin' up that old-ass shit and come in new
I just counted sixty thousand cash, nigga, all blues
I been humble for a minute, think it's time I act a fool
I ain't been fuckin' with these niggas, they ain't worth nothin' (They ain't worth nothin')
But if I'm dry, I might fuck around and flirt or somethin'
These bitches always tryna call and say they heard somethin' (Say they heard somethin')
Don't ask me 'bout the next bitch, I ain't heard nothin' (I ain't heard nothin')
Nigga, I got so much drip, I just might drown in it (Just might drown in it)
Been smokin' heavy, I been comin' out the pound with it (Out the pound with it)
I'm nowhere you, lil' bae, I'm out of town with it (I'm out of town with it)
At JFK, the flight delayed, I'm in the lounge with it
I just let these bitches hate, they can't relate (Can't relate)
You know the million-dollar nigga on the lace (On the lace)
I'm in town havin' drinks down in LA (I'm in LA)
Say it's my birthday, make 'em decorate the plate (Hah)
Don't ask me 'bout the next bitch, I ain't heard nothin' (I ain't heard nothin')
Nigga, I got so much drip, I just might drown in it (Just might drown in it)
Been smokin' heavy, I been comin' out the pound with it (Out the pound with it)
I'm nowhere you, lil' bae, I'm out of town with it (I'm out of town with it)
At JFK, the flight delayed, I'm in the lounge with it
I just let these bitches hate, they can't relate (Can't relate)
You know the million-dollar nigga on the lace (On the lace)
I'm in town havin' drinks down in LA (I'm in LA)
Say it's my birthday, make 'em decorate the plate (Hah)
I'm just a pretty lil' bitch, I be wildin' (I be wildin')
Lookin' for your man, check the lost and found bin (Lost and found bin)
I'm really havin' few designers just to lounge in (Just to lounge in)
If you ain't addin' to my play, nigga, why the fuck you even come around then?
I like to walk into events like I'm the shit (Like I'm the shit)
I might go fuck around with Trent and spend your rent (Blow your rent, nigga)
I had a nigga throw a Carti on my wrist (Carti on my wrist)
You know I went and threw a party on his dick (Party on his dick)
Black trucks, you can't see through (See through)
And you know we got them tools, nigga, be cool (Be cool)
Lookin' for your man, check the lost and found bin (Lost and found bin)
I'm really havin' few designers just to lounge in (Just to lounge in)
If you ain't addin' to my play, nigga, why the fuck you even come around then?
I like to walk into events like I'm the shit (Like I'm the shit)
I might go fuck around with Trent and spend your rent (Blow your rent, nigga)
I had a nigga throw a Carti on my wrist (Carti on my wrist)
You know I went and threw a party on his dick (Party on his dick)
Black trucks, you can't see through (See through)
And you know we got them tools, nigga, be cool (Be cool)
Niggas say they gettin' money, yeah, me too (Yeah, me too)
Got these niggas out here tryna move how we move
And it's still Off-White on my off-nights (Off-nights)
You know what the bitches like, that's the boss type (Boss type)
Make a nigga spend it all if I talk right (Talk right)
Take me to the top floor and fuck me all night
Hold on, huh
And he gon' eat it like his last meal
He a fool with the tongue, you know how that feel
I gave my feelings to a trick, that was a bad deal
Hold on, huh
And he gon' eat it like his last meal
Got these niggas out here tryna move how we move
And it's still Off-White on my off-nights (Off-nights)
You know what the bitches like, that's the boss type (Boss type)
Make a nigga spend it all if I talk right (Talk right)
Take me to the top floor and fuck me all night
Hold on, huh
And he gon' eat it like his last meal
He a fool with the tongue, you know how that feel
I gave my feelings to a trick, that was a bad deal
Hold on, huh
And he gon' eat it like his last meal
He a fool with the tongue, you know how that feel
I gave my feelings to a trick, that was a bad deal
I'm a young lit bitch, diamonds on my wrist
Fuck my last nigga, on the real, he was a bitch
We ain't stressin' on shit, we been gettin' rich
Amiri jeans on make me look a lil' thick
Hold on, huh
And he gon' eat it like his last meal
He a fool with the tongue, you know how that feel
I gave my feelings to a trick, that was a bad deal
Hold on, huh
And he gon' eat it like his last meal
He a fool with the tongue, you know how that feel
I gave my feelings to a trick, that was a bad deal
I gave my feelings to a trick, that was a bad deal
I'm a young lit bitch, diamonds on my wrist
Fuck my last nigga, on the real, he was a bitch
We ain't stressin' on shit, we been gettin' rich
Amiri jeans on make me look a lil' thick
Hold on, huh
And he gon' eat it like his last meal
He a fool with the tongue, you know how that feel
I gave my feelings to a trick, that was a bad deal
Hold on, huh
And he gon' eat it like his last meal
He a fool with the tongue, you know how that feel
I gave my feelings to a trick, that was a bad deal
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