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

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

1 - Timbaland]
Timbaland done lost his (mind)
I I'm about to cross the line (line)
And me somethin that soft to find (find)
And hit it cause she right 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 have hooker, hooker, hooker) (c'mon)
I'm a dirty nigga from the VA streets (oh)
And this is how I over this here beat (uh huh)
And y'all don't really wanna with me
I don't care what y'all say, 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 hold me (oh)
You hold me back
I'm full of shenanigans

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

2 - Magoo]
Hold me back, rap sell more than crack
Stack my funds, my guns, take my back
Don't I will put heat on the track
Matter of fact, we can it off of wax
You and your was livin the dream, somebody shake 'em
I can't hold on these dreams won't wake 'em
Fuck face, the is a car chase
Ew set, do what 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 clear
Fuck around Oo, I'll bite 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 fear of the day that I'm
Slow as he appear, it's I own this
of Southern rap that despise to be competitive
North or northfolk, they is our negligence
Sure they bounce to 112, I make a note of what
Down here the sign men promote it, look at us fail
Fuck it, I'ma just tell the truth as I it
Most of them think our shit is useless, it
But me I got a love affair with all things
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 drinkin either
Let me hit the reefer, 'fore I to be the
Little old country white boy, get to spittin
Don't let this shit deceive ya, cracker there crafty
I know you only heard me cause you have to at me (BITCH)

[humming

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