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

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

[Verse 1 -
Timbaland done lost his (mind)
I think I'm about to the line (line)
And me somethin that soft to find (find)
And hit it cause she swing off the vine (oh)
You better me back, I told you that
I got enough to take your corners back
And I done took freak, you want her back
(Well you can have hooker, hooker, hooker) (c'mon)
I'm a south nigga from the VA streets (oh)
And this is how I represent this here beat (uh huh)
And y'all don't really fuck with me
I don't care what y'all say, 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)
da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (woo)

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

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

[Verse 2 -
me back, cause rap sell more than crack
Stack my funds, my guns, take my quarters
resist I will 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 is a car chase
Ew dead set, do it take, to win the race
I erase my fear and don't
I'ma go to the bar and take beer, bitch
Nigga, I must make shit
around with Oo, I'll bite off your ear
You better do the same, I 'til 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 live in fear of the day that I'm
as he appear, it's 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 sells
here the sign men don't promote it, look at us fail
Fuck it, I'ma just tell the truth as I it
Most of think our shit is useless, believe it
But me I got a love affair all things Southern
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 drinkin either
Let me hit the reefer, 'fore I to be the
Little old country white boy, get to ether
Don't let this shit deceive ya, that cracker crafty
I know you only me cause you have to stare at me (BITCH)

[humming

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