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(OW) (OH)
(OW) (OH)
(OW) (OH)
Hmmmmm, (OW)

Make beats like you used to make (oh)
Now movin (oh) now keep movin (oh)
them beats like you used to make (woo)
(OOHHH), (c'mon)

[Verse 1 -
Timbaland lost his mind (mind)
I I'm about to cross the line (line)
And find me somethin that to find (find)
And hit it cause she swing right off the (oh)
You better hold me back, I you that
I got enough heat to 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 represent over here beat (uh huh)
And y'all don't really fuck with me
I don't care y'all say, y'all stuck with me (alright now)
Now I got the place (oh)
Timbaland and my shenanigan (oh)
And I put two in the sky (uh huh)
Like (woo)

You better me back (oh)
You better hold me (oh)
You better me back
Cause I'm of shenanigans

(Oh) You better me back (oh)
You better me back (oh)
You better hold me
Cause I'm of shenanigans

[Verse 2 -
Hold me back, rap sell more than crack
Stack my funds, my guns, my quarters back
Don't resist I will put heat on the
of fact, we can take it off of wax
You and your team was the dream, somebody shake 'em
I can't hold on dreams they won't wake 'em
Fuck face, the street is a car
Ew set, do what it take, to win the race
I erase my and don't reappear
I'ma go to the bar and take your beer,
Nigga, I must make shit
Fuck with Oo, I'll bite off your ear
You better do the same, I fight your slain
On right to bite, I'm tryna sever a vein
And I put two in the sky
(da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da)

[Verse 3 - Bubba
Sucker in fear of the day that I'm focused
Slow as he appear, clear I own this
of Southern rap that despise to be competitive
North or northfolk, they is our negligence
Sure they bounce to 112, I make a of what sells
Down here the men don't promote it, look at us fail
Fuck it, I'ma just the truth as I perceive it
Most of them our shit is useless, believe it
But me I got a love affair with all things
The dirty is a territory can't govern
We all brothers, but this ain't the bitches neither
And all our rap songs for bouncers drinkin either
Let me hit the reefer, 'fore I to be the
old country white boy, get to spittin ether
Don't let this shit deceive ya, that there crafty
I know you only heard me cause you have to at me (BITCH)

[humming

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