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

[Verse 1 -
Timbaland done his mind (mind)
I think I'm about to the line (line)
And find me that soft to find (find)
And hit it cause she right off the vine (oh)
You better hold me back, I you that
I got enough to take your corners 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 from the VA (oh)
And is how I represent over this here beat (uh huh)
And y'all don't wanna fuck with me
I don't care what say, y'all stuck with me (alright now)
Now I got the place (oh)
Timbaland and my dirty (oh)
And I put two in the sky (uh huh)
da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (woo)

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

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

2 - Magoo]
Hold me back, cause rap sell than crack
Stack my funds, my guns, my quarters back
Don't resist I will put heat on the
of fact, we can take it off of wax
You and your team was the dream, somebody shake 'em
I can't hold on dreams they won't wake 'em
Fuck face, the 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 beer, bitch
Nigga, I must shit clear
Fuck with Oo, I'll bite off your ear
You better do the same, I fight 'til your
On right just to bite, I'm tryna a vein
And I put two in the sky
(da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da)

[Verse 3 - Sparxxx]
Sucker in fear of the day that I'm focused
Slow as he appear, clear I own this
Realm of Southern rap that despise to be
North or northfolk, they jokes is our
Sure they bounce to 112, I make a of what sells
Down here the sign men don't promote it, look at us
Fuck it, I'ma just the truth as I perceive it
Most of them think our shit is useless, it
But me I got a love affair all things Southern
The dirty is a territory y'all govern
We all ain't brothers, but this ain't the bitches
And all our rap songs ain't for bouncers either
Let me hit the reefer, 'fore I to be the
old country white boy, get to spittin ether
Don't let this shit deceive ya, that cracker crafty
I know you only heard me you have to stare at me (BITCH)

[humming

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