(OW) (OH) (OW) (OH) (OW) (OH) Hmmmmm, (OW)
them beats like you used to make (oh) Now keep movin (oh) now movin (oh) Make them beats you used to make (woo) (OOHHH), (c'mon)
[Verse 1 - Timbaland done his mind (mind) I think I'm about to cross the (line) And me somethin that soft to find (find) And hit it she swing right off the vine (oh) You better hold me back, I you that I got enough to take your corners back And I took your freak, you want her back (Well you can that hooker, hooker, hooker) (c'mon) I'm a south nigga from the VA streets (oh) And this is how I over this here beat (uh huh) And y'all don't really wanna with me I don't care what y'all say, stuck with me (alright now) Now I got the panicin (oh) and my dirty shenanigan (oh) And I put two in the sky (uh huh) da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (woo)
You better me back (oh) You hold me back (oh) You better hold me I'm full of shenanigans
(Oh) You hold me back (oh) You better hold me (oh) You better hold me Cause I'm full of
2 - Magoo] Hold me back, cause rap sell than crack Stack my funds, my guns, take my back Don't resist I will put on the track of fact, we can take it off of wax You and your was livin the dream, somebody shake 'em I can't on these dreams they won't wake 'em face, the street is a car chase Ew set, do what it take, to win the race I erase my fear and don't I'ma go to the bar and take your beer, Nigga, I must make clear Fuck around with Oo, I'll bite off ear You do the same, I fight 'til your slain On right just to bite, I'm tryna sever a And I put two in the sky (da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da)
[Verse 3 - Sparxxx] Sucker live in fear of the day that I'm Slow as he appear, it's clear I own Realm of Southern rap that despise to be North or northfolk, they jokes is our Sure they bounce to 112, I make a note of what Down here the men don't promote it, look at us fail Fuck it, I'ma tell the truth as I perceive it Most of them think our shit is useless, it But me I got a love affair with all things The dirty is a territory y'all govern We all ain't brothers, but this the bitches neither And all our rap songs for bouncers drinkin either Let me hit the reefer, I forgot to be the Little old country white boy, get to ether Don't let this shit deceive ya, cracker there crafty I know you only heard me cause you have to at me (BITCH)
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