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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 beats like you used to make (woo)
(OOHHH), (c'mon)

[Verse 1 -
Timbaland done his mind (mind)
I I'm about to cross the line (line)
And me somethin that soft to find (find)
And hit it she swing right off the vine (oh)
You better hold me back, I told you
I got enough heat to take your corners
And I done your freak, you want her back
(Well you can that 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 really wanna fuck with me
I don't what y'all say, y'all stuck with me (alright now)
Now I got the panicin (oh)
and my dirty 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
Cause I'm of shenanigans

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

[Verse 2 -
Hold me back, 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 team was livin the dream, somebody shake 'em
I can't hold on these they won't wake 'em
Fuck face, the is a car chase
Ew dead set, do what it take, to win the
I my fear and don't reappear
I'ma go to the bar and take beer, bitch
Nigga, I make shit clear
around with Oo, I'll bite off your ear
You better do the same, I fight 'til slain
On just 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 in fear of the day that 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 sign men don't it, look at us fail
Fuck it, I'ma tell the truth as I perceive it
Most of them our shit is useless, believe 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 ain't the neither
And all our rap songs ain't for bouncers either
Let me hit the reefer, 'fore I to be the
Little old country boy, get to spittin ether
Don't let shit deceive ya, that cracker there crafty
I know you heard me cause you have to stare at me (BITCH)

[humming

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