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rick ross - hold me back lyrics

hold me back

[intro]
i see how these n-gg-s playin’
but i could adapt
these n-gg-s won’t hold me back [x8]
these hoes won’t hold me back
these hoes won’t hold me back
these n-gg-s won’t hold me back
these n-gg-s won’t hold me back

[verse 1]
i look in my fridge, my sh-t lookin’ scarce
i got a few kids, we need some sh-t on the shelf
i get a knock at the door, they say my rent overdue
and while my n-gg-s sell dope and don’t know what else to do
the only thing on my mind, i’m tryin’ to keep on the lights
i call up my slime, i need a kilo tonight
everything whipped well, i’m eatin’ steak, no more soup
then i parked the capri, i went and bought me a coupe
everything takes time, but this sh-t came fast
n-gg-s standin’ in line, they wanna hold me back
i multiplied my hustle, stimulated my mind
motivated my n-gg-s and we’ll never divide, no

[hook]
these n-gg-s won’t hold me back [x4]
these hoes won’t hold me back
these hoes wanna hold me back [x3]
noooo

[verse 2]
first i got me a taurus, then i copped me a lexus
i took over florida, my connect out of texas
then i start sippin’ purple, got my sh-t screwed
when you feedin’ your circle, watch your shipments improve
fabricate ’bout your fortune, all my fabric’s imported
fornicate in my fortress, 40k still my mortgage
24k my toilet, all my taxes reported
all my exes deported, shout-out texas, new orleans
all these n-gg-s influenced by a hustler’s endurance
i just me the purest, but i need some insurance
n-gg-s watch who you f-ckin’ just to hate on your b-tches
n-gg-s breakin’ the rules, n-gg-s facin’ suspicion

[hook]

[verse 3]
momma workin’ three jobs ’til i told her to quit
how we rose from the sewer, funny now i’m the sh-t
n-gg-s ain’t gettin’ money, but they got an opinion
had this tech makin’ racket, serve you like you were tennis
killers ride for that paycheck, ak okay, check
b-tch n-gg- let’s play chess, yo b-tch next, no latex
these n-gg-s won’t hold me back, told the feds they sold me set
whip ‘em right and then come right back
whip-whip-whip ‘em right and then come right back

[hook x2]

[verse 4]
p-ssy -ss n-gg-s, p-ssy -ss n-gg-s
they all p-ssy -ss n-gg-s, p-ssy -ss n-gg-s
lookin’ down on these n-gg-s, p-ssy -ss n-gg-s
pushin’ my new ferrari on these p-ssy -ss n-gg-s
p-ssy hoe, p-ssy hoe
she a p-ssy hoe until she give me p-ssy hoe
p-ssy hoe, p-ssy hoe
p-ssy hoe, she a p-ssy hoe

[hook x2]

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