[VERSE 1:]   swagga in place   now let me get to it   I’m badder than your nigga and the niggas next to him   I do me bitch what are you doin   teardrop tune got you bitches boo hoo’in   Weezy F baby ga ga goo goo’in   and girl I swear if you start chewing I’m suing   hahah yea   and to the paper I’m gluin’   and my trunk ain’t big but big enough to fit you in   have your people like where the hell you, and   they find ya ass with everything but movement   and money talks and I speak it fluent   and I keep them tools so don’t be screwin’   around uptown in this bitch like all week   Young Money on the grind no off days   Young Money got cheese like hog head   now lay it down just like MJG and ball said   yea   and I’m, I’m so hard body   so, I’m so hard body   pshh   what you nigga wanna do?   thats a big difference from what you gonna do   yea   spotlight on you yea   hahah      [HOOK:]   hold up   let me fix my hat   hold up, hold up   let me fix my hat, fix my hat   hold up, hold up   let me fix my hat   hold up, hold up, hold up   my hat, my hat      hold up   let me fix my gat   hold up, hold up   let me fix my gat, my gat   hold up   let me fix my gat   hold up, hold up   let me      [VERSE 2:]   my brother mooley G say you boys ain’t shit   (you can’t name a bad bitch that the boy ain’t wit)   same bad bitch that the boy came with   same bad bitch that you boys can’t get   I be goddamned if the mall ain't hit   take your girl and straight sprawl that bitch   you know my niggas? yea I give ‘em all that bitch   then drop her ass off and never call that bitch   ya digg?   my brother Mack Maine taught me that   I swear its like that nigga wrote the game almanac   dude…. how could you even want her back?   and just in case I forget my name   I made her get it on her back      [HOOK:]   hold up   let me fix my hat   hold up, hold up   let me fix my hat, fix my hat   hold up, hold up   let me fix my hat   hold up, hold up, hold up   my hat, my hat      hold up   let me fix my gat   hold up, hold up   let me fix my gat, my gat   hold up   let me fix my gat   hold up, hold up   let me      [VERSE 3:]   Hollygrove animal   come on try and tame me   tell your ma I’m bad and   tell your grandma why I’m dangerous   tell your pa he pussy   tell your brother he a bitch   I own ‘em all mark set go in this shit   I’m thuggin’ this bitch   on some rock and roll shit   need calamine lotion   see my pockets swoll bitch   and they wonder why I sing and changed all my outfits   cause all y’all rappers ain’t talkin bout shit   I’m a ball out bitch and   boy I wish all y’all assholes get off my dick   pause      New Orlean til I die   Sac a line Sac a line tambourines in the sky   yeah…      [HOOK:]   hold up   let me fix my hat   hold up, hold up   let me fix my hat, fix my hat   hold up, hold up   let me fix my hat   hold up, hold up, hold up   my hat, my hat      hold up   let me fix my gat   hold up, hold up   let me fix my gat, my gat   hold up   let me fix my gat   hold up, hold up   let me