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

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

1 - Timbaland]
Timbaland lost his mind (mind)
I think I'm to cross the line (line)
And find me somethin that soft to (find)
And hit it cause she right off the vine (oh)
You better hold me back, I told you
I got heat to take your corners back
And I done your freak, you want her back
(Well you can have hooker, hooker, hooker) (c'mon)
I'm a dirty south from the VA streets (oh)
And is how I represent over this here beat (uh huh)
And y'all really wanna fuck with me
I don't care 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 better me back (oh)
You hold me back
I'm full of shenanigans

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

2 - Magoo]
Hold me back, cause rap more than crack
Stack my funds, my guns, take my back
Don't resist I put heat on the track
Matter of fact, we can it off of wax
You and your team was livin the dream, shake 'em
I can't hold on these dreams they wake 'em
face, the street 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 make shit
Fuck around with Oo, I'll bite off ear
You do the same, I fight 'til your slain
On just 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 in fear of the day that I'm focused
Slow as he appear, clear I own this
of Southern rap that despise to be competitive
North or northfolk, jokes is our negligence
Sure they bounce to 112, I make a of what sells
Down the sign men don't promote it, look at us fail
Fuck it, I'ma 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 can't govern
We all ain't brothers, but ain't the bitches neither
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 me cause you have to stare at me (BITCH)

[humming

... of shenanigans