CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Hold You Down Remix
I’m similar to Goldie in The Mack
I ride around bumping oldies in a ‘Lac
And I been getting money, so I got old C’s in a stack
It’s real talk so it ain’t confused as game
I don’t abuse the name or try to use the fame to get “down”
I tell ‘em lose the lame he don’t cruise the same he can’t “hold you down”
And usually dames choose the same and scream out the music name, it goes
Fab, whenever I’m in attendance
You see icy rings, watches and pendants
I’m surrounded by girls who 10 cents
Me and Clue look alike, in them twin Bents
It’s just that intense, we doing mo’ better
These n***as ain’t go-getters, they ho-sweaters
Might fool y’all but me, I know better
I flow better than any of these slow spreaders
And keep stopping the bank, for the low bettors
n***a I blow cheddar like Richard Pryor
In Brewster’s Millions, but b*t*h I’m flyer
I switch attire then I switch the tires
And stay from ‘round them n***as that snitch on wire
You know the real talk of New York
Even when sh*t gets hard I'm going to
Make sure that I'm around to hold you (“down”)
Will never leave your side
Until the day I die, I'm gonna (“hold you down”)
Recognize that this game can be hard
Long as you roll with me, we are (“down”)
Here by your side always to (hold me down, baby)
I ride around bumping oldies in a ‘Lac
And I been getting money, so I got old C’s in a stack
It’s real talk so it ain’t confused as game
I don’t abuse the name or try to use the fame to get “down”
I tell ‘em lose the lame he don’t cruise the same he can’t “hold you down”
And usually dames choose the same and scream out the music name, it goes
Fab, whenever I’m in attendance
You see icy rings, watches and pendants
I’m surrounded by girls who 10 cents
Me and Clue look alike, in them twin Bents
It’s just that intense, we doing mo’ better
These n***as ain’t go-getters, they ho-sweaters
Might fool y’all but me, I know better
I flow better than any of these slow spreaders
And keep stopping the bank, for the low bettors
n***a I blow cheddar like Richard Pryor
In Brewster’s Millions, but b*t*h I’m flyer
I switch attire then I switch the tires
And stay from ‘round them n***as that snitch on wire
You know the real talk of New York
Even when sh*t gets hard I'm going to
Make sure that I'm around to hold you (“down”)
Will never leave your side
Until the day I die, I'm gonna (“hold you down”)
Recognize that this game can be hard
Long as you roll with me, we are (“down”)
Here by your side always to (hold me down, baby)
