| Yeah, if you hold me down, then I’m gonna hold you down
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| But if my money is gone, would you still be around?
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| I was one side over, I had to hold you down
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| Woah, woah, yeah
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| Okay, let’s get it now
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| And I was just up in Starlet’s, feel like a privilege now
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| Me and my boys so deep, no, we not sittin' down
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| Yeah, I was one side over, I had to hold you down
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| And me and Bubba the only niggas goin' round for round
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| But if you hold me down, then I’m gonna hold you down
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| But if my money is gone, would you still be around?
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| I don’t know what you doin' when I’m not around
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| You don’t know what I’m doin', when I’m out of town
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| The last time I fucked you, you was mad
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| I was rubbin' lotion on your body and your ass
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| Bought you a whole bunch of fly shit so you can brag
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| And when your friends talk about me, you be so mad
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| But, you know my body, girl, you know me
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| You know my body, girl, you know me
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| Yeah, yeah, you already felt it
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| And I already seen you naked
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| But girl don’t make me re-up
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| And I was just up in Starlet’s, feel like a privilege now
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| Me and my boys so deep, no, we not sittin' down
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| Yeah, I was one side over, I had to hold you down
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| And me and Bubba the only niggas goin' round for round
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| And this VV gang pull up in a lemon coupe
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| He got SI’s in this chain, he mixin' up his jewels
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| And you done fucked on my gang, so I’m not lovin' you
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| You cannot fuck up my name, so I’m not cuffin' you
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| And I was just up in Starlet’s, feel like a privilege now
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| Me and my boys so deep, no, we not sittin' down
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| Yeah, I was one side over, I had to hold you down
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| I used to hold you down
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| Yeah, uh, niggas go out sad, that is pitiful (Woah)
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| Yeah, got some shooters, I swear they’ll get rid of you (Bow, bow)
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| Yeah, grown men always tryna pick at you
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| I got a Glock, if you get shot, I’ll show you what this stick’ll do
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| If you was the one that was in my shoes, you prolly would risk it too (Woah)
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| I must got God on my side, 'cause these niggas be missin' you
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| You isn’t me, poppin' somethin', two up in me
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| Got my boys in the stu' up with me and we still poppin' shit like an inner tube
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| You told me you froze up
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| All I did was kiss you on your shoulder
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| I do it every time I bone her
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| And she get upset when I don’t post her
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| But you the one that make me fold up
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| Under pressure like I stole some'
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| And I can’t lie, I want you closer
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| And I would never go expose her
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| But if you hold me down, then I’m gonna hold you down
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| But if my money is gone, would you still be around?
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| I don’t know what you doin' when I’m not around?
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| And you don’t know what I’m doin' when I’m out of town |