Famous Dex - Hold On lyrics
Famous Dex [Dexter Tiewon Gore Jr.] Chicago, Illinois.U.S.
[Famous Dex - Hold On lyrics]
Wait, ayy, ayy, Gramm, hold on, hold on
Hold on, wait, what? Hold on
Hold on, what you say bro? Hold on
I be out, yeah, I gotta hold on huh, Dexter
What? Ha, hold on
No, close that door, hold on
I'll be right back
Haha, yeah, ooh (Oh man goddamn)
I got money in my pocket
Tell these niggas hold on
I got bitches on my dick
I tell that bitch to hold on
I be riding in that Lamb'
I swear to God, yeah, hold on
Boy, you better hold on
Fuck your bitch then hold on
Hold on, hold on, get that money, hold on
I got bands in my pockets
Tell these bitches hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
And you riding in that Lamb', well boy
You better hold on
I be riding in my Lambo
Tell my bitch to hold on
She been suckin' on my dick way, yeah
Too long i be gettin' money and you
Know my money too strong
Baby, yeah, hold on, wait, baby girl, go home
I be, what? yeah, what? Flеxing hard, yeah
Do my diamonds, what? yeah, shine
Up in thе dark, yeah
I can't fuck with niggas if
They foo and they flodge, yeah
Catch your bitch sucking dick in my backyard
Yeah ooh, 'cause she like that
I ain't gon' tell nobody
Bring it right back she text me right back
I'ma get money, yeah, you know
That big bag, ha, Dexter, what?
I got money in my pocket
Tell these niggas hold on
I got bitches on my dick
I tell that bitch to hold on
I be riding in that Lamb'
I swear to God, yeah, hold on
Boy, you better hold on
Fuck your bitch then hold on
Hold on, hold on, get that money, hold on
I got bands in my pockets
Tell these bitches hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
And you riding in that Lamb', well boy
You better hold on
Yeah, Glock on my waist, bitch
You better hold on
I'll shoot you in your face and
Make your ass go home
All these bitches on my waist
I told her ass hold on
Wait, baby, hold on, I'm getting money
Hold on yeah, me, huh, diamonds on me
You know my teeth diamond ring
I fuck your bitch if she want some money
Not a thing, huh, wait? Huh, baby girl
Hold on
Wait, you think I'm dumb, huh? Baby girl
Have some fun hold on, bitch, yeah
What? Riding 'round with a stick though
Playing bitches like a what?
Playing bitches like Nintendo
Hold on, bitch
What? Riding 'round with a stick though
Tryna shoot like what? Blame a
Nigga out the window
I got money in my pocket
Tell these niggas hold on
I got bitches on my dick
I tell that bitch to hold on
I be riding in that Lamb'
I swear to God, yeah, hold on
Boy, you better hold on
Fuck your bitch then hold on
Hold on, hold on, get that money, hold on
I got bands in my pockets
Tell these bitches hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
And you riding in that Lamb', well boy
You better hold on
Yeah, huh, huh, hold on
Bitch, I'm riding in the Masi'
Tell them bitches hold on, yeah
Gramm's on the beat so I had to go home
Yeah had to yeah, uh, get my strong, Dexter
Hold on, wait, what? Hold on
Hold on, what you say bro? Hold on
I be out, yeah, I gotta hold on huh, Dexter
What? Ha, hold on
No, close that door, hold on
I'll be right back
Haha, yeah, ooh (Oh man goddamn)
I got money in my pocket
Tell these niggas hold on
I got bitches on my dick
I tell that bitch to hold on
I be riding in that Lamb'
I swear to God, yeah, hold on
Boy, you better hold on
Fuck your bitch then hold on
Hold on, hold on, get that money, hold on
I got bands in my pockets
Tell these bitches hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
And you riding in that Lamb', well boy
You better hold on
I be riding in my Lambo
Tell my bitch to hold on
She been suckin' on my dick way, yeah
Too long i be gettin' money and you
Know my money too strong
Baby, yeah, hold on, wait, baby girl, go home
I be, what? yeah, what? Flеxing hard, yeah
Do my diamonds, what? yeah, shine
Up in thе dark, yeah
I can't fuck with niggas if
They foo and they flodge, yeah
Catch your bitch sucking dick in my backyard
Yeah ooh, 'cause she like that
I ain't gon' tell nobody
Bring it right back she text me right back
I'ma get money, yeah, you know
That big bag, ha, Dexter, what?
I got money in my pocket
Tell these niggas hold on
I got bitches on my dick
I tell that bitch to hold on
I be riding in that Lamb'
I swear to God, yeah, hold on
Boy, you better hold on
Fuck your bitch then hold on
Hold on, hold on, get that money, hold on
I got bands in my pockets
Tell these bitches hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
And you riding in that Lamb', well boy
You better hold on
Yeah, Glock on my waist, bitch
You better hold on
I'll shoot you in your face and
Make your ass go home
All these bitches on my waist
I told her ass hold on
Wait, baby, hold on, I'm getting money
Hold on yeah, me, huh, diamonds on me
You know my teeth diamond ring
I fuck your bitch if she want some money
Not a thing, huh, wait? Huh, baby girl
Hold on
Wait, you think I'm dumb, huh? Baby girl
Have some fun hold on, bitch, yeah
What? Riding 'round with a stick though
Playing bitches like a what?
Playing bitches like Nintendo
Hold on, bitch
What? Riding 'round with a stick though
Tryna shoot like what? Blame a
Nigga out the window
I got money in my pocket
Tell these niggas hold on
I got bitches on my dick
I tell that bitch to hold on
I be riding in that Lamb'
I swear to God, yeah, hold on
Boy, you better hold on
Fuck your bitch then hold on
Hold on, hold on, get that money, hold on
I got bands in my pockets
Tell these bitches hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
And you riding in that Lamb', well boy
You better hold on
Yeah, huh, huh, hold on
Bitch, I'm riding in the Masi'
Tell them bitches hold on, yeah
Gramm's on the beat so I had to go home
Yeah had to yeah, uh, get my strong, Dexter