Hold Up

Yo, little sista drama
I'm a mc, this whole fuckin' genre
Seems like you're solo startin to drama
Cornoers comfort my ass me yo mama
Why does it have to be him that is gone?
They say Im worth more heartless than alone
When he tells me to keep it drama free
I ho him down in magic city
Drama nigga hoes need to let it go
So when I slap the little ho I'll blow and blow
Why does there have to be so much killing?
Yo hoe, check the stats, I killing and willing
Yo I started this mess a long time ago
Im sick of this shit you spit, you ass has to go

(Hook)
Hold Up
I wonder now what will become of us
I can pass this opportunity up
I wonder now what will become of us
Become of us

The hands drop all up in yo face
I'll never love a ho, when it comes to this
Loving is the father of grace
Beyond the wall of hate and disgrace
I think of sexing him when I'm in this state of mind
Got the races of people clockin me from behind
I got base like no dirty place
I run up this place with style and grace
One door open, I'm rockin this place
What could you ask for? Yo face in yo hands
The tears you complain without romance
I lovin it when ya man is starin me down at a glance
Hold Up

(Hook)
I wonder now what will become of us
I can pass this opportunity up
I wonder now what will become of us
Become of us

I'm rappin with depth beats, you can't beat
You can not stomach the heat nor compete
Smiles, touch I feelin his beef with sex appeal
If he cant take it to romance, you feel the heat
His hands, his mouth, his lips and tougue Is in to me
I'm rappin to the beat, beat, beat
You can't read, read, read
You have special needs, needs, needs
When I was young I fell for him
He waz straight up and kind, I was into him
He never thought I'd see this state of mind
Ain't a man alive who could change my mind
When I think of love, I'm pavin the way for us

(Hook)
I wonder now what will become of us
I can pass this opportunity up
I wonder now what will become of us
Become of us

Hold up