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Hold Me Up So I can see you Hold me down If running's what's got into me What cries my name I won't set you away Oh I'm older Still the years give And
De tous mes secrets, T'es l'plus precieux baby Plus qu'une chauffe de soiree, Un vrai mec qui m'fait vibrer. J'ai brise ton coeur, Pardonne-moi
[Refrain] : Stop me now, stop me now I'm waiting for a sign of you Stop me now, stop me now Tell me what to do I feel lonely You're the one and only
my hair and put my lipstick on In the glass of her boudoir There's nothin' wrong with lovin' who you are She said, 'cause He made you perfect, babe So hold your head up
other niggas cause you down for her b!tches Fuck them other niggas cause she down for the stickin? And fuck them other niggas hope she down for some lickin? And fuck them other b!tches Cause she?s down for the trickin? up
Too late for the other side Caught in a chase, 25 to life Too late for the other side Caught in a chase, 25 to life Too late (I can't keep chasing 'em
a saviour Maybe it's a billionaire maybe it's the cocaine I done seen drugs and money run the whole game A good girl lost in the city life Agent Provocateur holding
, but I go deeper Make you lose yourself and finders keepers It go green light, go Weezy go I like to taste that sugar, that Sweet and Low But hold up
I went and found somebody else Fuck arguing or harvesting the feelings Yo, I'd rather be by my fucking self 'TIl about two am and I call back and I hang up
his boat into the dock, I lifted up this big 'ol stringer of bass this idiot on the dock goes, "Hey, yall catch all them fish?" Nope. "Talked 'em into giving up
I was trouble Soon as I rolled up, any chick who's dumb enough that there I blindfold up She still come back to the crib, must want me to mess with her mind, hold up
and leave 'em And disappear right after this song So give me the night to show you, hold you Don't leave me out here dancin' alone You can't make up
my lumps Fell down and I got right back up But I need that spark to get psyched back up And in order for me to pick the mic back up I don't know how
grievers Our hand will reach us and we will not see ya This can't control us, no it can't hold us down We gonna pick it up even though we still struggling
hell else is, is gonna hold me down? I gotta be out my mind To think it's gonna work this time A part of me wants to leave But the other side still believes
