| I ride around, yo just hold me down
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| Son I need that crown
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| They can’t hold me now
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| They can’t hold us now, they can’t hold us
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| Falling back to my old moves
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| Cause you don’t really move like barstools
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| I’m cooking up hits like Freddy
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| My pen so hot, like Pensacola
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| Fucking with a girl like hey (hey!)
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| You should probably come fuck with us
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| Young black niggas with degrees (smart)
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| Young black niggas, that is anything but niggas (smart)
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| Cops pulls us over, they ain’t even find a swisha (in the car)
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| And we just don’t care
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| I ride around town on my bike, yeah
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| Looking for that pretty girl, with the long hair
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| Pretty girl, with the long nails
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| I can bring you home to my mama
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| And y’all could talk mess about me
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| Know I ain’t mad at these rappers now
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| They wanna be as cool as me, but I’m not cool at all
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| Short with the skinny jeans ripped-off
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| Hat broke back like I tore it off
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| Glad that my girl got a decent job
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| Gotta get the check when we eating out
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| But you know that one day, maybe some day
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| Imma make that money back
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| That go for all y’all that invest in a nigga
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| Once I get rich, we gon' all get richer
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| I ride around, yo just hold me down
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| Son I need that crown
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| They can’t hold me now
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| They can’t hold us now, they can’t hold us
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| Uh, from Berkeley with love
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| You never met niggas like me with the plug
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| Never met niggas that know about FIFA
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| And then know how they gon' post in the club
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| But we don’t indulge
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| I told my mom I’d make it out with some funds
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| I told all my niggas, just give me some time I’d figure what we was missing
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| And it’s
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| Everything is starting to come to fruition
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| Working proper, change the game up
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| And get played on hometown station
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| Know they hating, pay no mind
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| Pay your bills and pay your ties
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| Especially when everybody wanna have an opinion about how you should be gettin'
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| it
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| You gettin' it though, and everybody stick to the code
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| Ain’t worried about seeing it go
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| We covered our asses with college and practice
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| So even if we cat, we’ll still be savage
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| I ride around, yo just hold me down
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| Son I need that crown
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| They can’t hold me now
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| They can’t hold us now, they can’t hold us |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song From The Eastbay With Love , by - Caleborate. Song from the album Hella Good, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп