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rob hicks - hold me down lyrics

[verse 1]
hood n-gga dreams
(bad) bad b-tch goals
im a one of one and every bad b-tch knows
never thought i’d ever get a bag this old
head game will sn-tch any bad b-tch soul
i ain’t had n0body to hold on at night for so long (so long)
and it’s kinda gettin old
i just want somebody real i get tired of f-ckin’ hoes
never seen a chevy wit the b-tterfly doors?
305 wit the top off
rap n-gga rap n-gga really got the hot sauce
gotta meet the plug for the drop off
he gone cut the price when i tell her take her top off
praying to my lord it doesn’t pop off
i ain’t got my weapon on me
left it at the crib should of kept it on me
thick redbone she be s-xin on me
she been tryna gain a little leverage on me
see the -ss so good got me payin’ for the sh-t
n-gga broke her heart now i’m payin’ for the sh-t
i ain’t gone cap i been prayin’ for the sh-t
i was only tryna get a nut , f-ck
shorty got a n-gga at crib
but i can be her thang on the side
show her how a young n-gga live
hand on the wheel other hand on her thighs

break it down

[chorus]
hold me down , need someone, hol hold me down
hold me down, need someone hol hold me down
hold me down, need someone hol hold me down
hold me
hol’ hold me down

[verse 2]

the night that i met you (yeah)
i pulled up on you knew ill never forget (get you)
i’ll never neglect you (no)
you cool with the kid and your down for the set too
my heart to the rescue
sh-t i can admit you were harder to step to
but now we’re on step 2
sh-t who would of thought we would get to this level
(yeah)
my heart went cold

i’m tired of all of these hoes (all of these hoes)
they been f-ckin up my soul
they be begging for control
hoe been blowin’ up my phone
love the way i put it down (down)
blow the purple by the pound
need someone to hold me down
ohh i like the way this sound (yeah)
hit me when he not around (yeah)
sippin’ hundred proof when i’m comin’ through
you can meet me at the lounge
(what’s good baby)
feelin’ comfortable , had like 1 or 2
she ain’t meet at the lounge (f-ck that b-tch)
d-mn baby that was foul (f-ck that b-tch)
honestly you out of bounds (f-ck that b-tch)
curve game kinda nice wit it
bussdown put some ice in it (ice)
icy girl need my life in it (ice)
yeah you know i like them light skinned (yeah)
paid flights i don’t skype women
i just choke them i don’t bite women
gold slugs on her front 6 , i don’t know if she can bite with it

[bridge]

but i do know one thing tho
b-tches they come they go
sat-rday through sunday monday
monday through sunday yo
maybe i’ll love you one day
maybe we’ll someday grow
till den just sit yo drunk -ss on that f-ckin’ runway hoe

- rob hicks lyrics

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