(OW) (OH) (OW) (OH) (OW) (OH) Hmmmmm, (OW)
Make them beats like you used to (oh) Now keep (oh) now keep movin (oh) Make them like you used to make (woo) (OOHHH), (c'mon)
[Verse 1 - Timbaland done lost his (mind) I think I'm about to the line (line) And find me somethin that to find (find) And hit it cause she swing right off the (oh) You better me back, I told you that I got enough heat to take your back And I done took freak, you want her back (Well you can have hooker, hooker, hooker) (c'mon) I'm a dirty nigga from the VA streets (oh) And this is how I represent over this here (uh huh) And y'all really wanna fuck with me I care what y'all say, y'all stuck with me (alright now) Now I got the place (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 better me back (oh) You better me back Cause I'm full of
(Oh) You hold me back (oh) You better me back (oh) You hold me back Cause I'm of shenanigans
[Verse 2 - Hold me back, cause rap more than crack Stack my funds, my guns, take my quarters Don't resist I put heat on the track Matter of fact, we can it off of wax You and your team was livin the dream, shake 'em I can't hold on these they won't wake 'em Fuck face, the street is a car Ew dead set, do it take, to win the race I erase my and don't reappear go to the bar and take your beer, bitch Nigga, I make shit clear Fuck with Oo, I'll bite off your ear You do the same, I fight 'til your slain On right just to bite, I'm sever a vein And I put two in the sky (da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da)
[Verse 3 - Sparxxx] live in fear of the day that I'm focused Slow as he appear, clear I own this Realm of Southern rap that despise to be North or northfolk, they is our negligence 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 is useless, believe it But me I got a love with all things Southern The is a territory y'all can't govern We all ain't brothers, but this the bitches neither And all our rap songs ain't for bouncers drinkin Let me hit the reefer, I forgot to be the Little old country white boy, get to spittin Don't let this shit deceive ya, that there crafty I know you only heard me cause you have to at me (BITCH)
[humming
... of shenanigans