Bad Boy's Da Band - Hold Me Down Lyrics

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Yeah brooklyn new york stay focused

It's ya girl babs bunny the streets first lady

Diddy i see you baby

Y'all niggaz done met ya match

I'm somethin' like a pimp you bust i bust back

I game dudes got 'em callin me wifey

My stomach stay flat baby mothers don't like me huh

Chicks this heated then i give 'em my ice see

I'm the knockout queen y'all hoes don't wanna fight me

Sexy brown skin complexion

Concealed in my purse it's a deadly weapon yeah

I don't pay for nothin' at all

I even get free dutches at the corner store

Shot caller dudes stop as soon as i speak

Babs bunny the black jet queen of the week huh

I'm fire just what the thugs desire

Got a high pitched flow mc mariah

When i walk down the streets niggaz squeak their tires

Got every club promoter passin' me flyers

I'm in there v.i.p. a sure night

With a bottle of haze my weave is so tight

I'm ready for some action hands in the air

Crystal over here in the club no beer

Stuntin' bad girl i do it for nothin'

Tight dickies shirt with a pop top button

Babs repeat it i'm something that the rap game needed

Thorough bread plus i stay weeded

All i need from you is your word that when i come to the stai

You gon hold me down 'cause when you come to m.i.

I'm gon hold you down you know it's freddy p

Te hit man of the band y'all know how i'm doing it now shit

I'm in and out them magazines back to the tv shows

Attendin' business meetings with a 40's and my dirty flows

Everyday's an episode all because them episodes

Just like rats they wanna know where my cheddar flows

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Everyday like valentine how i keep it rollin'?

Never made a dime from rap yet

I thank them people no my people don't believe it though

Someone has been leavin' those words sayin' cold

You think i don't know you serving coke

'cause you ain't a dude alive that couldn't carry their coke

So it must be them freakin' po po's i hope they better pray

They don't run up wrong or your momma gonna be singin that song

What you say freddy p ya heard me it's lord chopper city

Ya heard me your little brother ya heard me

I representin' the band ya dig to the death

New orleans the third ward magnolia

Let me catch a nigga bootin' up i'ma be like what's hap nigga

I crush bones and ain't a mothafuckin' fat nigga

You know what type of shit i'm on i let the mack hit ya

You cant box my squad our left jabs quicka

Then any bitch nigga that tries to come against us

All my sistas i promise to make it part of my agenda to get ya

You know what i'm sayin' we see them ninjas

Hoppin' off of them ducatis choppin' you down like timber

You can try to stop me i will injure

Shit my killer instincts like cinder

I'm a bad boy guerrilla making millionaire figures

Chopper city 'bout to dis ya i can paint you a picture

Hey yo chopper man i dig you like the fuckin' shovel man

Its e ness the enforcer from the band man

We the hottest thing since microwave popcorn dog

It's real it's about to go down like this ay yo

Puffin' on sour deezy's you know it ain't illegal

And i never been to iraq but packin' desert eagles i mean

Call me a liar but the fires back

Bad boy empire is where the fires at

I got the sean john truck with the tires to match

The whole hood on fire the wires tapped

Okay this part of the deal bounty huntas all on my heels

Lookin' for me huh somewhere in the ville

I takes planes trains automobiles boats

Overseas passport to brazil

Survival of the fittest nigga i talk it i live it

Gotta crawl before you walk any nigga can get it

All dance for the family ya know elliott ness me

I hold it down til dead before dishonor trust what me

Tell ya dylan dillinger join the family all west indian

I for lemme see some lighters now call you

Ya me me in a band which is poor in need

Ya must see man a don nah me no blood clot be

She see me shot ya eye out you no see see see see

Little more me have to wild out with set she see see

She check all of me guns she plottin' theify theify

Me have a half a pint fa your an eagle eye if she need it

Check the people like some mortars are

Rule the people with me gun like moses rule 'em rod

Bumba clot enough ta move ya and them ouija

Man i righteous hearted [incomprehensible]

Pull the burn out me trunky pistol pack the fassey

Shots every area foes will no like me why

Them new jordan and new nike

My glocks come out when it's time fa ya bashee

Ask dem ya gonna see da band is me family

If ya disrespect ya fi never feel mornin'

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