(OW) (OH) (OW) (OH) (OW) (OH) Hmmmmm, (OW)
Make them like you used to make (oh) Now movin (oh) now keep movin (oh) Make them beats you used to make (woo) (OOHHH), (c'mon)
1 - Timbaland] Timbaland lost his mind (mind) I think I'm about to the line (line) And find me somethin soft to find (find) And hit it she swing right off the vine (oh) You hold me back, I told you that I got enough to take your corners back And I done took your freak, you want her (Well you can have hooker, hooker, hooker) (c'mon) I'm a dirty south nigga the VA streets (oh) And this is how I over this here beat (uh huh) And don't really wanna fuck with me I don't care y'all say, y'all stuck with me (alright now) Now I got the panicin (oh) Timbaland and my shenanigan (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 me back (oh) You hold me back Cause I'm of shenanigans
(Oh) You better me back (oh) You better me back (oh) You better me back Cause I'm full of
[Verse 2 - Hold me back, cause rap sell more than 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 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 what it take, to win the I erase my and don't reappear I'ma go to the bar and your beer, bitch Nigga, I must make clear Fuck around with Oo, I'll off your ear You better do the same, I '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 of the day that I'm focused as he appear, it's clear I own this Realm of Southern rap that to be competitive North or northfolk, they jokes is our they bounce to 112, I make a note of what sells Down here the sign men don't it, look at us fail Fuck it, just tell the truth as I perceive it Most of them think our is useless, believe it But me I got a love affair all things Southern The dirty is a territory y'all can't We all ain't brothers, but this ain't the 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 spittin Don't let this deceive ya, that cracker there crafty I know you only heard me cause you have to at me (BITCH)
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