Ricky Hil, Spot - Hold Me Down lyrics
[Ricky Hil, Spot - Hold Me Down lyrics]
Yeah, I'm on my one, two steppa
Down for whatever I am cold as a mothafucka
Yeah, and some all black chukkas
All black truck uh this
Ain't mainstream sucka
Aye, I got a pretty young thing
And she do whatever that I say
If I don't say nothing
Yeah, and she love me like a day long
We cause cutting this is different
From a love song misfit motherfucker
I'm cool but my bitches they be bitchin
I'm unfit motherfucker for the world
I be feigning, I be itching, yeah
I be leaning, I be lifting
Codeine, and I be piffin
Dreaming, I be wishing
That, I won't be low no more i won't be low
Hold me down
Tell me everything is gonna be better
Look around with my head down
Pretty lover aren't we sposta be together
Hold me down
Tell me everything is gonna get better
Walk around with my head down
Pretty baby aren't we sposta be together
Speeze my name Speeze and my name ring
Bells from Burma ham down to Beijing
I make cream and I wave things
Except the good and bad and
What the day bring
Paid shooter like the A-team
Lost a quarter million on the yay scene
Found a new plug in a new place
Ever since my life been amazing
For 2 years I was depressed
Wondered if I'd get murdered
In the streets next
Feds came and snatched up the king set
Still shoot your ass offa reflex (bow)
13 get my feet wet, 18 more paper than Keith
Now a nigga back of top baby
You don't know me? I'm Spot baby
Still growing up i was a bad boy
When I rode puff
Now I'm a bad man and I'm blowing up
Now I need new friends this foe enough
Fuck with red Snake, and Clay
Touch me it'll be a fucking mess
Turn my knees I'm fucking blessed
I'm so blessed, oh yes, nothing less
Should be in the box or in the box
But, I'm in the box, cut the check
No rap shit this real shit
Still the same nigga you still with
And steal with and kill with
Bout to do numbers like Will Smith, Speeze
Down for whatever I am cold as a mothafucka
Yeah, and some all black chukkas
All black truck uh this
Ain't mainstream sucka
Aye, I got a pretty young thing
And she do whatever that I say
If I don't say nothing
Yeah, and she love me like a day long
We cause cutting this is different
From a love song misfit motherfucker
I'm cool but my bitches they be bitchin
I'm unfit motherfucker for the world
I be feigning, I be itching, yeah
I be leaning, I be lifting
Codeine, and I be piffin
Dreaming, I be wishing
That, I won't be low no more i won't be low
Hold me down
Tell me everything is gonna be better
Look around with my head down
Pretty lover aren't we sposta be together
Hold me down
Tell me everything is gonna get better
Walk around with my head down
Pretty baby aren't we sposta be together
Speeze my name Speeze and my name ring
Bells from Burma ham down to Beijing
I make cream and I wave things
Except the good and bad and
What the day bring
Paid shooter like the A-team
Lost a quarter million on the yay scene
Found a new plug in a new place
Ever since my life been amazing
For 2 years I was depressed
Wondered if I'd get murdered
In the streets next
Feds came and snatched up the king set
Still shoot your ass offa reflex (bow)
13 get my feet wet, 18 more paper than Keith
Now a nigga back of top baby
You don't know me? I'm Spot baby
Still growing up i was a bad boy
When I rode puff
Now I'm a bad man and I'm blowing up
Now I need new friends this foe enough
Fuck with red Snake, and Clay
Touch me it'll be a fucking mess
Turn my knees I'm fucking blessed
I'm so blessed, oh yes, nothing less
Should be in the box or in the box
But, I'm in the box, cut the check
No rap shit this real shit
Still the same nigga you still with
And steal with and kill with
Bout to do numbers like Will Smith, Speeze