Hold It Down

[Intro: Dante Carter]
(Chu, you play too much)
Uh, yeah

[Chorus: Dante Carter]
They be talkin' just to talk, they don't know me
Yeah, they be bringing up the old me
I'm grown, baby, who the fuck can control me?
And I think you the only one that ever hold me
Damn, when I'm fucked up, baby, I'm out the way
Madden be the only game a nigga play
Playing with my baby or money could get you sprayed
Hold it down for me, baby, while I get paid

[Verse 1: Juneyuhh]
Yeah, just hold it down and try to teach me what I'm lackin'
Like how to love and I could show you I stack it
And she don't smoke, ain't no need for me to pass it
Boujee for you but for me she get ratchet
Trust mе, a down bitch disgust me
She saying, "You don't love mе, Baby J, you just lust me"
Damn, why all the negatives you think about?
There's a thousand ways to get money, so you should read about it
Listen, sit and pay attention
Cause I could make you a star if you trust my intuition
I got to run the plays, now wash the dishes in the kitchen
I told her, "Fuck them shoes, just put it on a school tuition"
[?], she ain't never actin' modest
Hair done, toes did, nails polished
Make your money, girl, I love to see you progress
And when I bring it back, yeah that pussy straight poppin'

[Chorus: Dante Carter]
They be talkin' just to talk, they don't know me
Yeah, they be bringing up the old me
I'm grown, baby, who the fuck can control me?
And I think you the only one that ever hold me
Damn, when I'm fucked up, baby, I'm out the way
Madden be the only game a nigga play
Playing with my baby or money could get you sprayed
Hold it down for me, baby, while I get paid

[Verse 2: Juneyuhh, Smokey CLB & Dante Carter]
I'ma let you fuck, but baby don't you kiss and tell
I get the loochie and that's when they wish 'em well
I'm making moves, they praying on a wishing well
I'm on my way lil baby just now hit my cell
You see these VV's, baby, we ain't takin' L's
Before I go broke, I'll die or go to jail
I'm riding 'round trying to build my clientele
Look at my eyes, you can see I'm high as hell
Don't call it trickin', it ain't trickin' if you got it
You want my bitches, you gon' need a fatter wallet
Only the truth, ain't no skeletons in my closet
You want a fragment of my time, I need deposits
I'm goin' hard, I'm in the paint, I'm Gerald Wallace
I'm Stephen Hawking, I could put you on some knowledge
I got the brain, I got medulla oblongata
These bitches fuck them for a status and a dollar
My phone DND, I don't wanna be bothered
You lookin' like you need a loan, you need a sponsor
I be the macaroni and cheese with the lobster
And if she broke then she ain't part of my roster
You got me fucked up tryna play me for a dummy
They holdin' hands, I ain't with the lovey-dovey
Manipulator, prolly want me for my money
Thought you was running game, I really think you funny
If I was dead and broke you wouldn't keep me company
But when I'm up you always actin' buddy-buddy
Your baby dady home and you still tryna fuck me
You should be goin' up your head, you really lucky
Uh, you seeing all this fuckin' money, I'm excited too
And I ain't paying for no party, you invite me too
And if there's money everywhere, you better rake it in
I've been fuckin' with my shorty, yeah we more than friends

[Chorus: Dante Carter]
They be talkin' just to talk, they don't know me
Yeah, they be bringing up the old me
I'm grown, baby, who the fuck can control me?
And I think you the only one that ever hold me
Damn, when I'm fucked up, baby, I'm out the way
Madden be the only game a nigga play
Playing with my baby or money could get you sprayed
Hold it down for me, baby, while I get paid