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Rick Ross – Hold Me Back

Singers: Rick Ross
Albums: Rick Ross – God Forgives, I Don't
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Lyrics Rick Ross – Hold Me Back

Text:

Intro
I see how these niggas playin’
But I could adapt
These niggas won’t hold me back x8

These hoes won’t hold me back
These hoes won’t hold me back
These niggas won’t hold me back
These niggas won’t hold me back

Verse 1
I look in my fridge, my shit lookin’ scarce
I got a few kids, we need some shit on the shelf
I get a knock at the door, they say my rent overdue
And while my niggas sell dope and don’t know what else to do
The only thing on my mind, I’m tryin’ to keep on the lights
I call up my slime, I need a kilo tonight
Everything whipped well, I’m eatin’ steak, no more soup
Then I parked the Capri, I went and bought me a Coupe
Everything takes time, but this shit came fast
Niggas standin’ in line, they wanna hold me back
I multiplied my hustle, stimulated my mind
Motivated my niggas and we’ll never divide, no

Hook
These niggas won’t hold me back x4
These hoes won’t hold me back
These hoes wanna hold me back x3
Noooo

Verse 2
First I got me a Taurus, then I copped me a Lexus
I took over Florida, my connect out of Texas
Then I start sippin’ purple, got my shit screwed

When you feedin’ your circle, watch your shipments improve
Fabricate ’bout your fortune, all my fabric’s imported
Fornicate in my fortress, 40k still my mortgage
24k my toilet, all my taxes reported
All my exes deported, shout-out Texas, New Orleans
All these niggas influenced by a hustler’s endurance
I just me the purest, but I need some insurance
Niggas watch who you fuckin’ just to hate on your bitches
Niggas breakin’ the rules, niggas facin’ suspicion

Hook

Verse 3
Momma workin’ three jobs ’til I told her to quit
How we rose from the sewer, funny now I’m the shit
Niggas ain’t gettin’ money, but they got an opinion
Had this tech makin’ racket, serve you like you were tennis
Killers ride for that paycheck, AK okay, check
Bitch nigga let’s play chess, yo bitch next, no latex
These niggas won’t hold me back, told the feds they sold me set
Whip ‘em right and then come right back
Whip-whip-whip ‘em right and then come right back

Hook x2

Verse 4
Pussy ass niggas, pussy ass niggas
They all pussy ass niggas, pussy ass niggas
Lookin’ down on these niggas, pussy ass niggas
Pushin’ my new Ferrari on these pussy ass niggas
Pussy hoe, pussy hoe
She a pussy hoe until she give me pussy hoe
Pussy hoe, pussy hoe
Pussy hoe, she a pussy hoe

Hook x2

Album

Rick Ross – God Forgives, I Don't