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

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

[Verse 1 -
Timbaland done his mind (mind)
I think I'm about to the line (line)
And find me somethin soft to find (find)
And hit it cause she swing off the vine (oh)
You better hold me back, I told you
I got enough to take your corners back
And I took your freak, you want her back
(Well you can have hooker, hooker, hooker) (c'mon)
I'm a dirty south from the VA streets (oh)
And this is how I over 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)
and my dirty shenanigan (oh)
And I put two in the sky (uh huh)
Like (woo)

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

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

2 - Magoo]
Hold me back, cause rap sell more than
Stack my funds, my guns, my quarters back
resist I will put heat on the track
Matter of fact, we can it off of wax
You and team was livin the dream, somebody shake 'em
I can't hold on these dreams they won't 'em
Fuck face, the is a car chase
Ew dead set, do what it take, to win the
I erase my fear and 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 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 - Bubba
Sucker live in fear of the day that I'm
Slow as he appear, clear I own this
Realm of Southern rap that despise to be
North or northfolk, jokes is our negligence
Sure they to 112, I make a note of what sells
Down here the sign men promote it, look at us fail
Fuck it, I'ma just tell the as I perceive it
of them think our shit is useless, believe it
But me I got a affair with all things Southern
The dirty is a territory can't 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
old country white boy, get to spittin ether
Don't let shit deceive ya, that cracker there crafty
I know you only heard me cause you to stare at me (BITCH)

[humming

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