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

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

[Verse 1 -
Timbaland lost his mind (mind)
I I'm about to cross the line (line)
And find me somethin that soft to (find)
And hit it cause she swing off the vine (oh)
You better hold me back, I told you
I got enough heat to take your corners
And I done took 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 this here beat (uh huh)
And y'all don't wanna fuck with me
I don't care what y'all say, y'all stuck 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 hold me back
Cause I'm full of

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

2 - Magoo]
Hold me back, cause rap sell more than
Stack my funds, my guns, my quarters back
Don't resist I put heat on the track
of fact, we can take it off of wax
You and your team was livin the dream, somebody '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 shit clear
around with Oo, I'll bite off your ear
You better do the same, I fight your 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 - Sparxxx]
Sucker live in fear of the day I'm focused
as he appear, it's clear I own this
Realm of rap that despise to be competitive
North or northfolk, jokes is our negligence
they bounce to 112, I make a note of what sells
Down the sign men don't promote it, look at us fail
Fuck it, I'ma just tell the as I perceive it
Most of them think our is useless, believe it
But me I got a affair with all things Southern
The dirty is a y'all can't govern
We all brothers, but this ain't the bitches neither
And all our rap songs ain't for bouncers either
Let me hit the reefer, I forgot to be the
Little old country boy, get to spittin ether
Don't let shit deceive ya, that cracker there crafty
I you only heard me cause you have to stare at me (BITCH)

[humming

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