Hold Of Me
Let me set the stage for the situation going on right
Every Nigga in attendance for Show now been through this war in life
You got ya queen at home and you adore her right
You met the fam, both mom and dad, and told her friends you'd her right
Everyday you catch yourself thinking like
You bet not fuck this up
This yo first true sure thing in life
But you out with the boys couple of drinks take it's course so by now for sure you Ain't Thinking right
The vibe is splendid, my Nigga brim is my driver tonight, and i had couple more drinks Than I intended
You dope and I know you like that
But whoa girl ion know you like that
Slow ya roll roll, I don't owe
This my dough and a Nigga don't throw it like that
If I make rain, that's when you in the game, that's when you throw it right back
Now lm in the moment, counting all up my dough
Trying to get you home to pipe that
I ain't even call my wife back
We just text ion call her like that
But tonight she stressed, I just read her text, she want me to call her right back
But shorty with the dress double D breast, feeling on my arm I like that
Her friend is a freak, her name Patrice, she down to take all of us back ...
Man shorty in the dress already bad, good enough to eat
Then you add Patrice...
My heart is pure, I mean I know it's gold
Beat
I don't love her, I don't need her
But got damn she got control of a Nigga
My better judgment is telling me I don't need to stay
But got damn she gotta hold of
She selling me on a dream... by telling me all these things that I never heard from no one Before
The lights are dark, yea in the club the nights are dark this girl right here got my mind Occupied and the girl at home got my heart
And I know it's fucked up
I'm drunk and I know I'm fucked up
If I get to the crib smelling like Pussy my girl gone known I fucked her
But the night young
I'm round a bunch of women that like fun
I'm around a bunch of niggas that's like them
And another round of liquor gets lined up
Peer pressure
Along with the ear touching
Gotta Nigga here blushing
Phone ring ion hear nothing
Out in the streets with an unknown bitch
Sad part is ion fear nothing
Ima asshole right?
But the ass so nice!
If a Nigga smash then the hats on tight
And I prolly won't see yo ass after tonight
Every Nigga in attendance for Show now been through this war in life
You got ya queen at home and you adore her right
You met the fam, both mom and dad, and told her friends you'd her right
Everyday you catch yourself thinking like
You bet not fuck this up
This yo first true sure thing in life
But you out with the boys couple of drinks take it's course so by now for sure you Ain't Thinking right
The vibe is splendid, my Nigga brim is my driver tonight, and i had couple more drinks Than I intended
You dope and I know you like that
But whoa girl ion know you like that
Slow ya roll roll, I don't owe
This my dough and a Nigga don't throw it like that
If I make rain, that's when you in the game, that's when you throw it right back
Now lm in the moment, counting all up my dough
Trying to get you home to pipe that
I ain't even call my wife back
We just text ion call her like that
But tonight she stressed, I just read her text, she want me to call her right back
But shorty with the dress double D breast, feeling on my arm I like that
Her friend is a freak, her name Patrice, she down to take all of us back ...
Man shorty in the dress already bad, good enough to eat
Then you add Patrice...
My heart is pure, I mean I know it's gold
Beat
I don't love her, I don't need her
But got damn she got control of a Nigga
My better judgment is telling me I don't need to stay
But got damn she gotta hold of
She selling me on a dream... by telling me all these things that I never heard from no one Before
The lights are dark, yea in the club the nights are dark this girl right here got my mind Occupied and the girl at home got my heart
And I know it's fucked up
I'm drunk and I know I'm fucked up
If I get to the crib smelling like Pussy my girl gone known I fucked her
But the night young
I'm round a bunch of women that like fun
I'm around a bunch of niggas that's like them
And another round of liquor gets lined up
Peer pressure
Along with the ear touching
Gotta Nigga here blushing
Phone ring ion hear nothing
Out in the streets with an unknown bitch
Sad part is ion fear nothing
Ima asshole right?
But the ass so nice!
If a Nigga smash then the hats on tight
And I prolly won't see yo ass after tonight
Credits
Writer(s): Ean Defoor
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