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letra de hold hands - ej, themaker

aay
i can’t hold hands with a b-tch
take her to the floor and i dance with the b-tch
excuse my language i’m sorry i got to itch
i heard the bank closed, pour the money in a ditch
n-gga throw the ball, huh yeah pitch
we’ll come slide, yeah quick
doing all that talking i swear that these bullets hit
treat him like a block and he talking just for a living
turn him to a victim
brodie open up the yak in my system
shorty on my b-lls come l!ck them
—–’s gone we don’t miss him
everybody love me i’m like nixon
look everybody want to be in my mentions (mmm)
back then еverybody was missing (mmm)
got to get this liquor out of my system
drivеr can you please roll up the partition
can’t let them see me hold hands with a b-tch (h-ll naw)
i sold grams to a b-tch
took a flight but i won’t land with a b-tch
hit!
then i cancel a b-tch (uh)
hit my lil dance and i make it rain (make it rain)
i’m finna make her sang (uh)
blowing that earth wind and fire like aang
destroy the whole village pain (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

i can’t hold hands with a b-tch
take her to the floor and i dance with the b-tch
excuse my language i’m sorry i got to itch
i heard the bank closed, pour the money in a ditch
n-gga throw the ball, huh yeah pitch
we’ll come slide, yeah quick
doing all that talking i swear that these bullets hit
treat him like a block and he talking just for a living
turn him to a

doing all that talking i swear that these bullets hit (ah)
doing all that talking i swear they they full of sh-t (ah, ah)
she like when i grab her hair and pullin’ it
she call me a d-ck but now she full of it
boy you really ain’t like that (like that)
and yo girlfriend is a side chick
put him on a shelf boy get up on the bike rack
finna cut her off cuz i can’t get side tracked
telling me the rules but i won’t abide that (mmm, haha)
look, i got a plan to get rich (get rich n-gga)
you n-ggas staying in a ditch
lil broke ass lil n-gga playing with ya d-ck
just dropped that song but it ain’t really it (d-mn)
uh b-tch, gon head throw shade (throw shade)
you a lil dog, got no say
play with the bulls i’m like olé (woo)
say she wanna leave okay
i can’t hold hands with a b-tch
take her to the floor and i dance with the b-tch
excuse my language i’m sorry i got to itch
i heard the bank closed, pour the money in a ditch
n-gga throw the ball, huh yeah pitch
we’ll come slide, yeah quick
doing all that talking i swear that these bullets hit
treat him like a block and he talking just for a living
turn him to a victim
brodie open up the yak in my system
shorty on my b-lls come l!ck them
—–’s gone we don’t miss him
everybody love me i’m like nixon

sorry sorry haha
let’s do it let’s do it
hahaha
let do it let’s do it let’s do it

- ej themaker

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