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You Got Em

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  • 作曲 : Durk Banks
    [Intro]
    Hol' up, hol' up

    [Verse 1]
    Marni bucket with the jacket to match
    Askin' bitches "Where the chemistry at?"
    See you trippin' when they visitin' max
    Takin' guns, we ain't givin' it back
    You ain't ****in', no fraternity bag
    I done told bitches, this ain't a finesse
    Bro, you a killer, then say it with your chest
    Bro get to clutchin', he trippin' off X
    Bitch, you ain't nothin', ain't trippin' for sex
    I was so deep and I came in her chest
    Back to back sex, you know honey the best
    I can not ever wear Cardi's again
    Count up a million, my hands was swole
    Why you so cocky? Your friends is hoes
    You got a Porsche, we ain't playin' with those
    Bitch, I'm the reason the trenches home
    Shoot me a text, ain't answer the phone
    The two-hundred minutes ain't lastin' long
    Hop in a group with the trenches phone
    I'm tryna see what the trenches on
    Got him a car again
    I told him to spin and spin and spin again
    That was an accident
    You need your lashes here, bitch, get in
    I done move fast again
    I done brought the car all cash, I need tints
    He hit the perculator for the Percocets
    These niggas ain't my friends

    [Chorus]
    Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
    Hold up, them drugs, hold up
    Like, hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
    Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
    Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
    Hold up, them drugs, hold up
    Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em (Yeah)
    Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em (Yeah)

    [Verse 2]
    He off a muscle, relaxin'
    He know the customers got 'em, serve him, woah
    He like a certain reaction
    Why he be takin' them capsules? I'm like "Woah"
    I get a certain reaction
    I'm keepin' the murderers happy, I'm like "Woah"
    She know her ass is fatter
    She know how that surgery got her, I'm like "Woah"
    Pussy stinkin'
    She tryna blame her PH balance, I'm like "No"
    Two things ain't ever seen is one main hoppin' hoes, one go
    I'm a dog, gotta shake the paw, I'll **** your friend, she won't know
    Why you be tellin' the business? But since you gon' tell the tellin', you be off the cope
    Plan B, she be eatin' pills, I done tricked her to takin', ain't ****in' no more
    Brodie cup got lean still, if I take a pill, I'm drivin' the boat
    I was never into abusin' women, when I **** from the back, I be grabbin' her throat
    Never believe what the blogs be talkin' about, you know we ain't duckin' the smoke
    Brodie a gremlin, he popped him a fake Percocet, his face hurt
    I'm in Miami, you think I'm the fake Durk, get hit in your face first
    I mix the purple and yellow together, I feel way better, a Laker
    I can't chase her, nah, I can't chase her

    [Chorus]
    Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
    Hold up, them drugs, hold up
    Like, hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
    Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
    Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
    Hold up, them drugs, hold up
    Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em (Yeah)
    Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em (Yeah)
  • [00:00.000] 作曲 : Durk Banks
    [00:00.000][Intro]
    [00:04.491]Hol' up, hol' up
    [00:05.819]
    [00:06.352][Verse 1]
    [00:07.398]Marni bucket with the jacket to match
    [00:08.476]Askin' bitches "Where the chemistry at?"
    [00:10.066]See you trippin' when they visitin' max
    [00:11.931]Takin' guns, we ain't givin' it back
    [00:13.539]You ain't ****in', no fraternity bag
    [00:14.870]I done told bitches, this ain't a finesse
    [00:16.728]Bro, you a killer, then say it with your chest
    [00:18.306]Bro get to clutchin', he trippin' off X
    [00:19.909]Bitch, you ain't nothin', ain't trippin' for sex
    [00:21.502]I was so deep and I came in her chest
    [00:23.094]Back to back sex, you know honey the best
    [00:24.697]I can not ever wear Cardi's again
    [00:26.577]Count up a million, my hands was swole
    [00:27.908]Why you so cocky? Your friends is hoes
    [00:29.506]You got a Porsche, we ain't playin' with those
    [00:31.113]Bitch, I'm the reason the trenches home
    [00:32.720]Shoot me a text, ain't answer the phone
    [00:34.584]The two-hundred minutes ain't lastin' long
    [00:35.927]Hop in a group with the trenches phone
    [00:37.526]I'm tryna see what the trenches on
    [00:39.114]Got him a car again
    [00:41.240]I told him to spin and spin and spin again
    [00:41.512]That was an accident
    [00:43.622]You need your lashes here, bitch, get in
    [00:45.220]I done move fast again
    [00:46.276]I done brought the car all cash, I need tints
    [00:48.700]He hit the perculator for the Percocets
    [00:50.303]These niggas ain't my friends
    [00:51.647]
    [00:51.906][Chorus]
    [00:52.432]Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
    [00:53.779]Hold up, them drugs, hold up
    [00:54.828]Like, hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
    [00:56.691]Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
    [00:58.287]Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
    [00:59.615]Hold up, them drugs, hold up
    [01:01.475]Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em (Yeah)
    [01:03.079]Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em (Yeah)
    [01:03.851]
    [01:04.389][Verse 2]
    [01:04.656]He off a muscle, relaxin'
    [01:05.728]He know the customers got 'em, serve him, woah
    [01:07.847]He like a certain reaction
    [01:08.919]Why he be takin' them capsules? I'm like "Woah"
    [01:11.292]I get a certain reaction
    [01:14.697]I'm keepin' the murderers happy, I'm like "Woah"
    [01:14.959]She know her ass is fatter
    [01:15.497]She know how that surgery got her, I'm like "Woah"
    [01:17.629]Pussy stinkin'
    [01:18.159]She tryna blame her PH balance, I'm like "No"
    [01:20.557]Two things ain't ever seen is one main hoppin' hoes, one go
    [01:23.787]I'm a dog, gotta shake the paw, I'll **** your friend, she won't know
    [01:26.964]Why you be tellin' the business? But since you gon' tell the tellin', you be off the cope
    [01:30.160]Plan B, she be eatin' pills, I done tricked her to takin', ain't ****in' no more
    [01:33.078]Brodie cup got lean still, if I take a pill, I'm drivin' the boat
    [01:36.553]I was never into abusin' women, when I **** from the back, I be grabbin' her throat
    [01:39.737]Never believe what the blogs be talkin' about, you know we ain't duckin' the smoke
    [01:42.913]Brodie a gremlin, he popped him a fake Percocet, his face hurt
    [01:45.865]I'm in Miami, you think I'm the fake Durk, get hit in your face first
    [01:49.328]I mix the purple and yellow together, I feel way better, a Laker
    [01:52.541]I can't chase her, nah, I can't chase her
    [01:54.942]
    [01:55.203][Chorus]
    [01:55.997]Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
    [01:57.330]Hold up, them drugs, hold up
    [01:58.923]Like, hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
    [02:00.513]Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
    [02:02.111]Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em
    [02:03.713]Hold up, them drugs, hold up
    [02:05.293]Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em (Yeah)
    [02:06.898]Hold up, them drugs, you got 'em (Yeah)