Hold You Down lyrics

by

Young Stoner Life


[Intro]
Uh
Y'all know, real tunes
We out here [?], you know?
I can hold you down, I can hold you down
I can hold you down, I can hold you down
I can hold you down

[Chorus]
I just wanna hold you down, I just wanna keep you 'round
I just wanna get this bag, focus on nothing but cash
We came from ducking and dodging the task force
Now I got stamps on my passport
Look at me now and just fast forward
This is the sh*t that I asked for

[Verse 1]
We on a whole 'nother level
f*ck on her friend, I'm not telling 'em
I'm in love and I got several
Came from the street, came from the block
I was just hugging that b*tch like a lock
Came a long way, lil' b*tch, how can I not?
I'm thinking 'bout copping a drop
Trap, I was booming, all my n*ggas doing numbers
All my n*ggas getting it, they chasing commas
We treating that Benihanas like McDonald's
Big dawg, done went twenty years, ain't have no fumbles
I got the cannon on me, I'm ready for drama
I want the fetti, the gualla
I want the cheddar, whatever you call it
f*ck the middle man, we running with bosses
All of my b*tches is bosses
And they gon' drip like a faucet
I just wanna hold you down, I promise
[Chorus]
I just wanna hold you down
I just wanna keep you 'round
I just wanna get this bag
Focus on nothing but cash
We came from ducking and dodging the task force
Now I got stamps on my passport
Look at me now and just fast forward
This is the sh*t that I asked for

[Verse 2]
I really don't want no problem
n*ggas want problems, we coming to solve 'em
Dracos and choppers, Dracos and choppers
We really don't have revolvers
[?] we land in Miami, we go straight to Bell Harbor
Chopper done killed all my problems
My n*ggas eat, never starving
Beating that lil' pus*y up like I miss it
I just might kiss it
Young n*gga and I came straight out the trenches
Run up the digits
Two different states all in one night
All of these b*tches wanna pipe
She wanna ride on my di*k like a bike
Balenciaga, run as sharp as a knife
I am not average, I am not average
I got a whole lot of karats
Please do not get embarrassed
All of these b*tches, they staring
Gotta stay humble, I do this sh*t for my mama
I do this sh*t for my sisters
I do this for baby mama
Get on my knees and pray
Thanking the God for the day
And I been having my way
Geeked up like I'm outer space
We drink it straight with no chase
Robbers get shot in the face
She held me down, she don't play
That's my lil' boo, that's my bae
[Chorus]
I just wanna hold you down
I just wanna keep you 'round
I just wanna get this bag, focus on nothing but cash
We came from ducking and dodging the task force
Now I got stamps on my passport
Look at me now and just fast forward
This is the sh*t that I asked for
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