Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don't Hold Back, artist - MJG. Album song No More Glory, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.11.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Suave House
Song language: English
Don't Hold Back |
Don’t hold back, baby throw it don’t front it |
Give it to me good like you friend, girl touch it |
Run it, straight down the center like a sprinter |
5−4-3−2-1 enter |
They talks a lot about ya vibe, ya makin' me feel ya inner thoughts |
MJG, wanna dip in the sauce |
Knock it off, fantasy scenes of me and you |
Plenty other women that dream of being you |
Cute face, good attitude, small waist |
Girl ya number one in the race the rest chase |
Baby first of all ya look at me close searchin' for lines |
Thankin' that you can get in my mind, thankin' that I’m |
A lightweight, left fly straight in one wait |
Lay it down over the world in one date |
Pure P-I-M-P-I-N-G |
Both of us grown no need to pretend we |
Ain’t prepared for the houses with the marble floors |
Three staircases with the antique doors |
All day, valet hit the place your ride |
With thirty-five rooms just in case you tired |
Amazon, let’s have a marathon in the bedroom |
Come stout, 6'3″ with any leg room |
I know what to do if ya know how to act |
Now say it to yourself baby don’t hold back |
As we begin ya perfume clouds the room, Soft Rain |
Sprinkle down homie massage away the pain |
I been standin' here scopin' ya girl from across the club |
Suave House outtas for real, show us some love |
We can peel off into the night and do it right |
And leave two streaks in the street and we outta sight |
Space-age, still don’t nothin' move but the hits |
So baby shake it to the front and the back right quick |
Last call for alcohol, what do you prefer (Baby I don’t drink) |
Well that’s cool what about hers |
Swang it over to me sugar I don’t need no slack |
Let me see it, let me see it girl don’t hold back |
I see you lookin' at the ice |
Thankin' bout a way to be my wife |
Dollars signs in ya eyes, not tonight, skirt tight |
To the hip, bend over bust a whole to the slip |
Now mesmerized gauging at the lips on the tip, of that thang |
Shaved down lookin' high hay |
Freaky thoughts travel through my brain all day |
Listen baby, when I saw you in that mini-skirt |
It made me wanna really go to work |
Wonderin' could I get them legs straight up in the sky |
Lay down and watch the silly fed blaze roll by |
You and I kick back when we through gettin' high |
Intoxicated folks don’t lie, don’t try |
I can picture us posted in the bed buck wild |
Humpin' like it’s goin' outta style, stay awhile |
Now smile, naw better yet say ahh |
Do it in the back of a car like a star |