(OW) (OH) (OW) (OH) (OW) (OH) Hmmmmm, (OW)
Make them beats like you used to (oh) Now keep movin (oh) now movin (oh) Make beats like you used to make (woo) (OOHHH), (c'mon)
1 - Timbaland] Timbaland lost his mind (mind) I think I'm about to the line (line) And find me somethin that to find (find) And hit it cause she swing off the vine (oh) You hold me back, I told you that I got enough heat to your corners back And I done your 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 over this here (uh huh) And y'all don't really wanna fuck me I don't care what y'all say, y'all stuck me (alright now) Now I got the place (oh) Timbaland and my 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 I'm full of shenanigans
(Oh) You better hold me (oh) You better hold me (oh) You better me back Cause I'm of shenanigans
2 - Magoo] Hold me back, cause rap sell than crack my funds, my guns, take my quarters back Don't resist I will put heat on the Matter of fact, we can it off of wax You and your team was the dream, somebody shake 'em I hold on these dreams they won't wake 'em Fuck face, the is a car chase Ew set, do what it take, to win the race I my fear and don't reappear I'ma go to the bar and your beer, bitch Nigga, I must make clear Fuck around with Oo, I'll off your ear You better do the same, I fight 'til slain 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 - Bubba Sucker live in of the day that I'm focused Slow as he appear, it's clear I own Realm of Southern rap that despise to be or northfolk, they jokes is our negligence Sure they to 112, I make a note of what sells Down here the sign men promote it, look at us fail it, I'ma just tell the truth as I perceive it Most of them think our is useless, believe it But me I got a love affair with all things The dirty is a territory y'all govern We all ain't brothers, but this 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 this shit deceive ya, that there crafty I know you only heard me cause you have to at me (BITCH)
[humming
... of shenanigans