Bugsy - Hey Hold On b**h lyrics

[Conejo] Hey what's up girl? [Girl] What's up Conejo? [Conejo] I wanna f** [Girl] What a coincidence, so do I [Conejo] Let's handle that sh** Check it out, check it out Hey hold on (b**h) [Conejo] Baby would you like To have s** on the beach With sand up your bu*t The water at your reach Cuz maybe if you have it Then maybe I can show you I know we're moving fast But I wanna get to know you Give you hickies on your belly You call me on the celly To pick you up from college Take it straight to the tele So we can shower naked You're begging me to take it I carry you to bed So we can start to make it I'm staring at you're body Every last curve We're laughing cuz we're high Me and baby smoking herb I'm a gangsta And I'ma live for the moment So I can come and hit it Mama, any time you want it You say you want a tat Put Conejo on your tittie I'm the Duke of Earl Baby we can run the city We're dancing at the club And you ain't got no panties All the trips to the bar Got us f**ing in the car [Chorus: Conejo] Hey, hold on, baby baby Stop, hold on, baby baby Hey, hold on, baby baby Stop, hold on (b**h) [Conejo] You look good babe And my intent is dramatic Cuz everytime I see you Got a player getting at it I like your smile And I dig your style Just to see you everynight I'd walk a hundred miles When I look into your eyes You can tell I wanna f** you I'ma whisper in your ear And then I'll start to rub you Diverse, I unbu*ton your blouse I kissed you in your sleep Spent the night at her house Eyes glossy You're known for smoking that weed Now that we're stoned Come on, let's do our thing Then we lay half naked in bed Girl you look so fine Victoria's Secret in red We work in secret Just to keep it intense Erotic, acrobatic Like a gold medal gymnast Check this, I wanna die in your arms Don't trip baby girl Cuz I can bring you no harm [Chorus: Conejo] Hey, hold on, baby baby Stop, hold on, baby baby Hey, hold on, baby baby Stop, hold on (b**h) [Bugsy] Hey Hold on, hold on, girl I know you ain't acting up They hating cuz this dirty paper Keep stacking up What you think? I wanted to cuddle and all that? Don't mean no disrespect It ain't going down like that Only k**ing from the back like Smack smack Oh you're joto's calling now That's positive feedback Better believe that Bugsy do it too much Got Sandy s**ing dick And three friends Cuz two ain't enough Some find that nasty Most are with it Come out the closet Exotic, triple X, explicit Don't get me wrong Ain't gotta give me the thong It's my Brown fast lifestyle That got me hot and turned on This that gangsta sh** Watch how they pause Shake it, shake it Stiptease if it's helping your cause Pero bump this Turn around with a tounge kiss Keep taking it off mama And stacking your hundreds [Chorus: Conejo] Hey, hold on, baby baby Stop, hold on, baby baby Hey, hold on, baby baby Stop, hold on, baby baby (b**h) [Outro] [Girl] Hey Bugsy [Bugsy] Hey hold on, hold on [Girl] Hold on? You better come over here and then put it on me [Bugsy] Yeah, we can do this That's right homey [Conejo] That's right [Bugsy] Hold on [Conejo] That's right baby girl [Girl] I just wanna put it on you [Bugsy] That's how we do it in the West Come here girl, we can do this [Girl] Right now, right now [Bugsy] Smack smack Check it out, check it out Hey hold on (b**h)