Ar-Ab - Hold Me Down lyrics

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Ar-Ab - Hold Me Down lyrics

[Verse 1: Ricky Rude] Some days I wake up and want to get my life together Most days I wake up and want to get my pipe all pleasured So many temptations that'll have the mind racin' It's hard to stay patient and not end up a patient They say "good things come to those that be waitin'" Those motherf**ers lied, you better go, no hesitation Go 'head and do the waitin', you'll just end up agin' Your failures'll be blatant and your life won't make a statement I'mma make 'em hate me, the go getters'll love me but the bums'll go crazy For the fact that can't shake me Lately, I've been like "f** you, pay me" If you got a payment, then we all gravy I'mma 80's baby, so I ain't on that fake sh** I face my problems, I don't Facebook my problems I don't talk sh** through keyboards, I feed you to Seymour See more pistols b**h, rip through tissue sh** [Hook: Ricky Rude] I'm the chaos kid, I'm the problem child And if you don't know, well ya know me now And I go hard while she goin' down So hold me down, yeah hold me down Hold me down, yeah hold me down Hold me down, yeah hold me down And I go hard while she goin' down So hold me down, yeah hold me down [Verse 2: AR-AB] Ahhh, it's 'bout to be chaos Sellin' dope is my day job I'm tryna get it like A-Rod Turn 9 O's to a Maybach I'm never gon' go broke My plug get it in by the boat load Plus he give it to me for the low-low In the stash box with the 4-4 Ahh, I'm at the pot with my shirt off Everything cooked up, I don't serve soft n***a, you ain't never get a bird off Or hit a n***a with the Mack then swerve off I used to sleep on Ca** couch Then I got rich off a half ounce I done followed n***as to they stash house Then I came back with mask out [Hook: Ricky Rude] [Verse 3: Ricky Rude] Cause there's no competition when you're in your own world Even my little sister told me "it was a cold world" Cold world, cold heart, cold hands, cold flow I will murder each track until they all know I'm fresh to d**h like the living dead Her breath is fresh so she givin' head But I couldn't get head, cause I f**ed her brains out Had her scream my name out Hope she get that stain out I don't wear Nikes or Mikes, I rock Docs and spikes I don't bark, I bite, I gotta sharper knife I rip apart a mic, I bring the dark to light We can start tonight, of course I'm hype So excuse my French, while I French inhale, with a French female And she French kissin' my dick, paintin' a pic with the lipstick I told her treat the sh** like a ship, and let the semen free [Hook: Ricky Rude] And I go hard while she goin' down So hold me down, yeah hold me down Ahaha, turn that sh** off [Verse 4: Ricky Rude] Livin' in the most densely populated state Can give me a migraine all up in my brain But I'mma give 'em hell for as long as I'm here Cause your regrets'll last longer than your fears So you better jump out that motherf**in' plane And aim for your dream and be ready for the rain Cause you will remain, you are here for a reason The day you were named and the day you started breathin'