lirik lagu rick ross – hold me back (remix)
[intro: rick ross]
untouchable empire: double mg
rich, young n-ggas you hear me? (yeah)
[verse 1: rick ross]
i swerve in my porsche, i cruise in my chevy
her p-ssy deep as my voice, my cuban links heavy
i just bought out the bar, got these b-tches so thirst
entertainment for women, my n-ggas ride for a verse
i’m hustling global, i stunt like a champ
all these boy scouts soldiers, f-ck you and your camp
got on all of my jewels, don’t fall for the trap
i got one of my fools, he don’t listen to rap
but he listen to me, so listen to me
when you listen to me, i get you this in a week
put a hater to sleep, the sky’s the limit
i got r. kelly money, when fiesta was winning
i got my back to the wall, can i handle my business?
and i’m ready for war, n-ggas k!lling for pennies
see my focus was m’s, my chances were slim
counting multiple millions, we should get this on film
when you lean on the state, then you label the rat
on my feet so long, i won’t f-ck on my back (rah)
[hook: rick ross]
these haters can’t hold me back
these haters can’t hold me back
these haters can’t hold me back
these haters can’t hold me back
these haters can’t hold me back
these haters can’t hold me back
these haters can’t hold me back
these haters can’t hold me back
no!
[verse 2: gunplay]
these n-ggas want to hold me back, these hoes want to hold me down
jail cells want to hold me in, my bond paid who finna hold me now?
i’m tap toes on my square, ’til they flip the switch on my chair
these n-ggas be fake as f-ck, but this official right here
black cadillac, scr-p back could handle that
baka fa fly fly, till that barrel melt like candle wax
drop a sack: geronimo, i ain’t counting; gotta go
everywhere that dollar go, put more gold on my collar bone
you say you’re thuggin’, you say you’re real
you say you’re gangsta’, so call
slide up with that oak out, everybody like “oh god!”
cut the deck, deal it out, bet i’ll pull your ho card
sh-t real, oh yah, thought it was a joke, huh?
[hook]
[verse 3: french montana]
these dummies can’t hold me back, these hoes can’t hold me back
3 banks can’t hold these stacks, pin them hoes like goldie mack
smoke till i vanish, i got rich like i planned it
if there’s a price on your head, on your roof, choppers we land it
i used to play on that block, dark liquor and candles
now you look in my lot, rose ferraris and lambos
talkin south bronx: al qaeda, rozay, meek mill, wale
blow mills like a ball player, magic to bird, isiah
shorty trying to kick it, looking for that meal ticket
diamonds splashin’ goin flip it, on that juicy j they trippin’
i done came up off l!ck? boy, got you on a list, boy
your life on my wrist, boy, n-ggas need a fix, boy
[hook]
[verse 4: yo gotti]
these n-ggas trying to hold me back, these n-ggas trying to bake me in
these n-ggas ain’t putting in work, these n-ggas gotta hate to win
us n-ggas don’t play no games, my n-ggas gonna shoot them thangs
real life in that 901, real n-ggas we don’t mess with lames
305 all about that life, million dollars i spent that twice
dope boy yea that my life, crack kids i spit that white
these n-ggas tryna study my grind, these n-ggas wanna see me shine
these n-ggas wanna take my spot, f-ck boy you done had your time
these n-ggas act just like hoes, these n-ggas ain’t got no heart
these n-ggas ain’t fly like us, million dollars in my garage
2 million house on the list, 5 million in real estate
green slips in them d’s boy, that maybach right on the way
[hook]
[verse 5: lil wayne]
turk came home, bg in the feds
your ho on my list, it’s longer than craig’s
my b-tch got cramps, she on the edge
ball on these n-ggas, like i cut off my dreads
ok i’m so so sew me, like needle and thread
hit your -ss with the chopper, all it leave is your legs
my cousin fighting a case, i hope he beat it like eggs
you n-ggas thinkin’ you fly, that flight delayed
and then i look at my b-tch, i tell her wake up
she sleep b-tt naked, i sleep in my truks
i smoke when i f-ck, i f-ck when i want
between her legs, five star restaurant
man my life is a p-rn, leave your head on your h-rn
you n-ggas honey dijon, my weed loud as alarms
i’m on the beach n-gga, where the hoes be at
got street n-ggas to hold that gat, them n-ggas gon hold me down
and these n-ggas can’t hold me back (tunechi)
[hook x2]
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