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

1 - Timbaland]
Timbaland done his mind (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 hold me back, I you that
I got enough heat to take your back
And I took your freak, you want her back
(Well you can that hooker, hooker, hooker) (c'mon)
I'm a dirty south nigga the VA streets (oh)
And this is how I represent over here beat (uh huh)
And y'all don't really wanna 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 dirty (oh)
And I put two in the sky (uh huh)
Like (woo)

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

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

[Verse 2 -
Hold me back, cause rap sell than crack
Stack my funds, my guns, my quarters back
Don't I will put heat on the track
of fact, we can take it off of wax
You and your team was livin the dream, shake 'em
I can't hold on dreams they won't wake 'em
face, the street is a car chase
Ew dead set, do what it take, to win the
I erase my fear and don't
I'ma go to the bar and take your beer,
Nigga, I must make clear
Fuck around with Oo, bite off your ear
You better do the same, I fight 'til 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
live in fear of the day that I'm focused
Slow as he appear, it's clear I own
Realm of Southern rap that despise to be
North or northfolk, they is our negligence
Sure they to 112, I make a note of what sells
Down the sign men don't promote it, look at us fail
Fuck it, just tell the truth as I perceive it
Most of them think our shit is useless, it
But me I got a love affair with all things
The dirty is a territory y'all govern
We all brothers, but this ain't the bitches neither
And all our rap songs for bouncers drinkin either
Let me hit the reefer, 'fore I to be the
Little old country white boy, get to 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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