Hold You Down

(2x):

You ain’t gotta say you love me

We gon figure this shit out

We ain’t gotta do that luvy dovy shit

You know you got yourself a dick that hold you down

Can a man go been through

And to throw them signs of affection, my baby’s my baby

Plus I’m comfy how they confessions get criticized quick

But I be the type to keep it in check

And I don’t feel the need to reflect

With no fuckin people except exactly who I’m with

And I know this drag, we’ll be okay

I don’t got no stress, I’m getting paid

We know we say

Got to be stretching off that extra shit but it burns

Bobbing them tricks, having feelings to worry about

A bunch of he said, she said he said he saw

Oh no, fuck Porter now

Nothing to beat you to, everything between me and you’s

Don’t gotta keep love inside because otherwise these bitches thought that we’re through

You’d be lovin it soft with the girls man

You makin em feel accomplished

Lurk til you be flirt, somehow that’s hoe subconscious

But it ain’t never been bout the world

This is about just me and you

You don’t gotta say you love me, you just gotta show and prove

I said it ain’t never been bout the world

This is about just me and you

‘Cause good things don’t need overselling

Everyone know what the fuck we do

(2x):

You ain’t gotta say you love me

We gon figure this shit out

We ain’t gotta do that luvy dovy shit

You know you got yourself a dick that hold you down

CyHi

Snow can you answer this spiff?

Was that yo dude you was in Atlanta with?

‘Cause I always wanted me a Hispanic chick, I can speak some Spanish wit

Girl Los Angeles even though I can barely understand this shit

We got the same management

I might well take it down and shit

Fantasy, what you think about me and you bad as shit

Cruise on the Pacific since you already on Atlantic dick

Some Boy Zone we can kick it

Don’t worry bout yo man and shit

Breaking up this night shit, we in the Grand Canyon spiff

Girl so tell Mrs. Mo some caine

I’d rather spend this money on you than to give it to some dancer bitch

Tonight I’m on the street, let’s just say I’m a philanthropist

It’s pimpin over here and baby chug, evangelis

What you think about being my fiancé?

My Beyonce, don’t worry bout what them peons say

You fly to Paris and get yo wedding dress from Givenchy

French kissing at the altar, parlez-vous francais?

You ain’t gotta say you love me

We gon figure this shit out

‘Cause all the time I see you Shawty

I just wanna walk up on it, push in and out

You ain’t gotta say you love me

Girl that ain’t what this about

Hey I’m tryna bed you next lady

Let’s go have all the babies in the house