Hold Dat Thought

By Gucci Mane

On Hard to Kill

Released on October 26, 2006

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[Intro]

Zaytoven on the track

Zay-tiggy! Gucci, Gucci

So Icy Entertainment

Let's go


[Chorus]

They call me Chef Boy RG, but hold that thought

It's a Kodak moment, how I hold that fork

Got a hurricane wrist game tornado turns dog

Pockets Piggly Wiggly, caine Kermit the Frog dawg

They call me Chef Boy RG, but hold that thought

It's a Kodak moment, how I hold that fork

Got a hurricane wrist game tornado turns dog

Pockets Piggly Wiggly, caine Kermit the Frog dawg


[Verse 1]

Early in the mornin, I ain't even yawnin

Cookin up a cake, like I'm doin a performance

When it come to flossin, I ain't even talkin

Diamonds on my donk, got my Chevy moonwalkin

Ten bricks on my Bart Simpson, just look

My watch, thirty-five pounds of kush

My ring, thirty-six O's my nig'

My bracelet, five hundred pounds of mid'

A Gucci wrapped tour bus, y'all hoes follow us

Party pack of pills man, hoes gonna swallow us

Naturally a loner, but love my kid

Mix the soda with the cola, I can buy me a friend

New swag somethin like Trap House times 10

E'ry nig' around me bust heads, YA DIG?~!

Iced out grill, I can't buy that bullshit

I'm with some street shit, like the reverend in the pulpit


[Chorus]

They call me Chef Boy RG, but hold that thought

It's a Kodak moment, how I hold that fork

Got a hurricane wrist game tornado turns dog

Pockets Piggly Wiggly, caine Kermit the Frog dawg

They call me Chef Boy RG, but hold that thought

It's a Kodak moment, how I hold that fork

Got a hurricane wrist game tornado turns dog

Pockets Piggly Wiggly, caine Kermit the Frog dawg


[Verse 2]

Like the boy Rip Ham I got a real good J

One gram for the eighty, that's a real good play

Got them Vince Carter quarters, add soda and water

I'm not athletic, but I'mma straight baller

The Spud Webb ticket, with the Larry Bird yay

And it's jumpin from the free throw like MJ

See my 'Vette pass by, like a Steve Nash pass

Stay loyal like the fans of the Utah Jazz

Like Dr. J shorts, my work real tight

You got that Atlanta Hawks yay, it won't get right

(You cain't get right) Catch me on the rebound, like Bo Outlaw

I'mma Mikey Vick it, whip it, cook it southpaw

Thirty-six ho-zoes, tried to make the endzone

Make a Joe Horn move, and use my cell phone

Always scramblin in the pot, just like Steve Young

Five for the Keyshawn, seven for the Deion


[Chorus]

They call me Chef Boy RG, but hold that thought

It's a Kodak moment, how I hold that fork

Got a hurricane wrist game tornado turns dog

Pockets Piggly Wiggly, caine Kermit the Frog dawg

They call me Chef Boy RG, but hold that thought

It's a Kodak moment, how I hold that fork

Got a hurricane wrist game tornado turns dog

Pockets Piggly Wiggly, caine Kermit the Frog dawg


[Verse 3]

Gucci on fire like mojo crack pot

Fell over a chump, right back like crack rock

Money stupid dumb, just like Cold Blood

Just like Young Hot, I show no love

Mines is gettin' like Cheeba, mines like Fat

And my trap roll hard, just like Shawty Black

I'mma country ass nigga, just like Ace

Gotta fetish, for the stones, just like UGK

My dough like bruh, yours like G

And my patience very short, just like Courtney C

Angie B, Russell P, but it's yo' choice

My girl Angel pussy deep, like Slick Man voice

Like Redd oh-three, man I got bread

My pocket on swoll like HB fo'head

I'mma money go getter, so I contest

Gotta a hundred hoes jockin', just like Throwback


[Chorus]

They call me Chef Boy RG, but hold that thought

It's a Kodak moment, how I hold that fork

Got a hurricane wrist game tornado turns dog

Pockets Piggly Wiggly, caine Kermit the Frog dawg

They call me Chef Boy RG, but hold that thought

It's a Kodak moment, how I hold that fork

Got a hurricane wrist game tornado turns dog

Pockets Piggly Wiggly, caine Kermit the Frog dawg


[Outro]

Ay man, Street Entertainment

So Icy Entertainment

We present the Trap-A-Thon

That's a money makin marathon

Cause Gucci Mane I'm a trapaholic

I'm addicted to the trap, you feel me?

I'm in Zone 6 central right now

Chillin in the traphouse

I got my A-R's to cook, you feel me?

I feel like a motherfuckin waffle house chef right now

GEAH! Gucci Mane, Laflare man

So Icy Entertainment, gone