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Correct Hold On Lyrics
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Correct Hold On
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[Intro: Max B] Double it down Paul Do your magic, yeah We rolling now, nigga Boss don, baby You know I like to have fun, yeah When was the last time you heard one of these? [Verse 1: Max B] My baby had a birthday in September Smoked so much sour, I couldn’t remember nan' now And baby, when I made you surrender Hold on In the middle of the madness Blew trial they sent me upstate to sit I was left alone I always wanted you to know that It didn’t matter where we be They couldn't pull us apart [Bridge: Max B / French Montana] No nigga can come No bitch will come No nigga can come (You know what it is) Between us (Yeah...Haaan) No nigga can come (No, no) No bitch will come (Oh, na, na) No nigga can come between us (Oh, na, na, na, na) [Verse 2: French Montana] You know that sound different through the speakers (Oww) Talkin' 'bout the wave, the game need us (Haaan) Talkin' sauce, got it by the liter (liter) Move yay from the checks like Adidas Sneaker box, no sneakers Gotta find new place, blue face Montega young legend, Pepe (Pepe) Held the wave down for a decade Slip, never, big stepper Tap dance on the work Young Willie Pepper (Pepper) Lock the game down did it all alone They ain't know it was the quiet before the storm Welcome home Biggavel Big M's in the mail, G5 from the jail To the penthouse suite Montana, Biggarachi (Haaan) Mill cash out the bank jail I be [Chorus: Max B] Just keep a little faith (It's all you need, baby) The bitches I never trust Yeah, yeah I'll put a bullet in your face I'll fuck a nigga up Yeah, yeah [Verse 2: Max B] Think its a joke, niggas is overdosin' on dope Damn, nigga on parole I can't smoke, can't cope Every time I look up, I'm in trouble with the law Need a new suit Dave got a 22, snuck it in the school Number one rule, baby look Damn it, another Sandy Hook Family full of crooks Uncle Greg, me, momma did a bullet and 6 months Got herself clean got into willing time flies Bigga don't need 5 tries Girl I'll get you pregnant with one fuck Pretty brown eyes, brown thighs Pick it between, she give me a lick When I be like a fiend, she gets me a hit She be like a baby, I'll give her the milkshake Two grand, underwear silk You can take off your tee 'cause under there built Ran the streets all my life, I could've been killed [Chorus: Max B] I just kept a little faith (It's all you need) The bitches I never trust (I don't trust these hoes) Yeah, yeah I'll put a bullet in your face I'll fuck a nigga up Yeah, yeah [Outro: Max B] That's how that go down Naw mean that's how you do that Boss Don shit, baby So in tune with the music Having fun A little extra now, close it out in style A little bonus lets go [Encore: Max B] Stand up You can't hate Stand up (What we drinking, baby?) Bottles of Grand Cru
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