Hold On - J. Period

Hold On - J. Period/Consequence
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Kanye to the
Yeah
Ok
I'm getting spins all day in la
Luv we can go the d where dwele dwell
D c p g or a l t
Back in the chi I made my life like the magazine
Honey wanna know the details about my ebony
Well that's x x l
Far as the penthouse yeah that's upscale
Mademoiselle got a hell of a black tail
I'm feeling her vibe her body and soul
I heard you stay in a metropolitan home
Well let's kill all the parlay'in
And offer you a comsopolitan
Lets jet out the club get some oxygen
Your friends claim I'm a player
You be lucky to keep me
But you know people gon' be
Talking 'bout us weekly
My car be in a robbery p o r t
But what's more important to me
Now someone told my girl that
She's a trophy wife
Sorta like grant hill and koby's wife
So when we at a club and she be so polite
But when we back at home she be poltergeist
I mean provoking fights
Trying to poke me with knifes
And last time I tried to poke her
She just told me goodnight
See her clothing be tight
She was pervert approved
So she gave up on life now
She don't wanna move
Hypnotized by the tube
So she stay with the clicker
In a cup full of liquor
Thinkin its makin her thicker
But its makin her slimmer
So our future is dimmer
I cant remember last time
I took my baby to dinner
See I'm sayin' a sister
Who was freaky and ruthless
In a yorkshire terrier
In the pocket with pooches
In a pocket with gucc's
Was taking my lunch money
Just like the gooches
I'll tell you the truth miss
I'll tell you the truth miss
I'll tell you the truth miss