We Dem Boyz (Remix) (feat. We Dem Boyz / Puff Daddy / French Montana)

Hold up, hold up, hold, up

Hold up, hold up, hold, up

We dem boyz

(Yeah, ayo, turn this shit up

Ayo what up Wiz?

You knew someone had to motherfucking remix this shit)

Hold up, hold up, hold, up

We them boyz

Hold up, hold up, hold, up

We them boyz

Hold up, hold up, hold, up

We makin' noise

Matter fact I'm a grown ass man, nigga, kill the noise

Been in the corner and shining the street

Nothing can come in between

Me and my money, I get to the that money

I flip through that money, a fuckin' machine

Look at the haters, I see that they hate us

A pull up inside, what's happenin' G? What's happenin' fly?

Leave with your bitch she won't tell you goodbye

Like hold up, wait a minute

Pussy so good that I stayed up in it

It was so good that I paid to hit it

I paid to visit, got paid to visit

I walked through the club with a parade of niggas

You are not liked cause you paid them niggas

I'm in L.A with them Haiti niggas

Mexican, Blood, and some [?] niggas

Like hold up

We was them niggas before

Them niggas was signed

Hold up

Checking them windows before

You knew they was for

Hold up

Me and my niggas we run

Through that money, it's nothin'

You was that talk shit all summer

Lookin' for niggas with large numbers

Hold up, hold up, pop the bottle

Hold up, I sip Ciroc like it's Moscato

Hold up, hold up, I like them blasian and mulatto

Hold up, what the fuck? You ain't got this in your serato?

Hold up, my neck looking like I stole something

Got your favorite rapper asking ''can I hold something?''

In the back of the back and

We in the back in the backseat, the Rolls coming

(When the racks and the racks and the stacks

And the stacks and the hoes comin' )

Give me head, I think she know something

Screaming that ''I love you, papi, like my own woman''

I got old problems spending all this old money

Bread been sitting out so long I call it more money

Hold up, wait a minute

(We came here, nigga, look at the way that we pay for niggas

Feel like a bus 'cause I paid you niggas)

Paid you niggas, you ungrateful niggas

(I'm about to start making you pay for bitches)

Turning my swagger up, raised you niggas, it's Diddy

(Haaan) We eating healthy, nigga

Got your favourite rapper asking for a selfie, nigga

(Haaan) You can't be serious

Deny my visa it's that marriage up in Paris

Hold up, hold up, young nigga gettin' money like Pappy Mason

Hold up, hold up, young nigga grinding like [?]

And every time you see me I'm on TV, TMZ, Lamborghini

Bare bitch with no bikini, Mussolini (haaan)

You talking to them boys

Hold up, running out your mouth, niggas sniffing [?]

Hold up, hold up, getting dirty money yelling ''fuck the Forbes''

Hold up, I'mma keep it wavy 'til they free my boys

(Who that, Max B?) Yeah, nigga that's my boy

Hold up, dreamteam, nigga, we them boys

Wait a minute

Chinx, Meek, Dirt, Puff, nigga, we the realest

(Oh my God that was amazing)

Your bitch know it