(OW) (OH) (OW) (OH) (OW) (OH) Hmmmmm, (OW)
Make them beats you used to make (oh) Now keep movin (oh) now keep (oh) them beats like you used to make (woo) (OOHHH), (c'mon)
[Verse 1 - Timbaland done his mind (mind) I think I'm to cross the line (line) And find me somethin soft to find (find) And hit it cause she swing off the vine (oh) You hold me back, I told you that I got enough heat to take your corners And I done your freak, you want her back (Well you can that hooker, hooker, hooker) (c'mon) I'm a dirty south nigga the VA streets (oh) And this is how I represent over this beat (uh huh) And y'all don't really wanna fuck me I don't care what y'all say, stuck with me (alright now) Now I got the panicin (oh) Timbaland and my dirty (oh) And I put two in the sky (uh huh) da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (woo)
You better hold me (oh) You better hold me (oh) You better hold me Cause I'm of shenanigans
(Oh) You hold me back (oh) You hold me back (oh) You better me back I'm full of shenanigans
[Verse 2 - Hold me back, cause rap more than crack my funds, my guns, take my quarters back Don't I will put heat on the track 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 face, the street is a car chase Ew dead set, do 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 clear around with Oo, I'll bite off your ear You better do the same, I fight 'til your On right just to bite, I'm tryna a vein And I put two in the sky (da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da)
[Verse 3 - Sparxxx] Sucker live in of the day that I'm focused Slow as he appear, it's I own this Realm of Southern rap that to be competitive North or northfolk, they is our negligence Sure they bounce to 112, I make a note of sells Down here the men don't promote it, look at us fail Fuck it, I'ma just tell the truth as I it of them think our shit is useless, believe 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 ain't for bouncers either Let me hit the reefer, I forgot to be the Little old country boy, get to spittin ether Don't let this shit deceive ya, cracker there crafty I know you only heard me cause you to stare at me (BITCH)
[humming
... of shenanigans