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

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

[Verse 1 -
Timbaland lost his mind (mind)
I think I'm about to cross the (line)
And find me somethin that soft to (find)
And hit it cause she right off the vine (oh)
You better hold me back, I you that
I got enough heat to your corners back
And I done your freak, you want her back
(Well you can that hooker, hooker, hooker) (c'mon)
I'm a dirty nigga from the VA streets (oh)
And this is how I represent over this beat (uh huh)
And y'all don't wanna fuck with me
I don't what 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)
Like (woo)

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

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

[Verse 2 -
Hold me back, cause rap more than crack
Stack my funds, my guns, take my back
Don't resist I put heat on the track
of fact, we can take it off of wax
You and team was livin the dream, somebody shake 'em
I can't hold on these they won't wake 'em
Fuck face, the street is a car
Ew dead set, do it take, to win the race
I erase my and don't reappear
go to the bar and take your beer, bitch
Nigga, I must make clear
Fuck around with Oo, I'll off your ear
You better do the same, I fight 'til your
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 - Sparxxx]
Sucker live in fear of the day I'm focused
Slow as he appear, it's clear I own
of Southern rap that despise to be competitive
North or northfolk, jokes 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
it, I'ma just tell the truth as I perceive it
Most of them 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 ain't the bitches
And all our rap ain't for bouncers drinkin either
Let me hit the reefer, 'fore I to be the
Little old white boy, get to spittin ether
Don't let this shit deceive ya, that cracker there
I you only heard me cause you have to stare at me (BITCH)

[humming

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