Tom: F#m
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[Verse 1]
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My girl booty soft and it's shaped like a skrawberry
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Her pussy bald with a tat like Stephon Marbury
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Carry all my dirt to the grave, I'm the pallbearer
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Bury all of my sins, staring out of the Benz
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Gone off weed, gone off Hen', gone with the wind
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Gone with the pretty long hair is with the fairest skin
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Yelling in her face, and she repeat like a parrot and
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Apparently she gone keep yelling at me, I'ma never win
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Where your ass was at when I was sleeping on the couch
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And in the whip?
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Probably with another nigga, on another nigga dick
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I'm on another tip, my skin so tint, strength on strength
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One on ten against me, I won't break, I don't bend
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Watch your statements, guard your chin
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Guard your heart, guard your light
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Find your zen, mind your lightness
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You doing without cause you ain't looking within
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But if you ever in doubt give this a spin
[Hook]
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Yeah for life, baby, I'm dressed for the war
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Baby girl I'm your soldier
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But trippin' like this, back and forth, wonder who gon' hold you (Who's gon')
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Everybody needs somebody to hold them down (I said)
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Everybody needs somebody to hold them down
[Verse 2]
Check, look, cool
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I mean shawty had relations that we never could speak about
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You get mad, I'm mad, we sleep it out
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And then she had a man who used to beat her
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So she told me she wanted out
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Got a couple abortions, now that pussy's a haunted house
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Now her heart cold, Antartica, Siberia
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Had it planned out, curriculum, criteria
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Change, she feel pain, strain, built up anger
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From dealing with a dickhead, putting her life in danger
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I understand, it's times that you go through your women things
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And sometimes can't gauge clearly on what you be thinking
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I swear I got your back and got the tab on what you drinking
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You ain't gotta move a finger or pinky when we linking
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Whatever keeps your boat afloat or ship sinking
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From loose lips of side women stepping out of position
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Breaking out of a system, prison
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Parallelogram, shaping the prism, stop signs never stopped I
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Let's be realistic, I been trying to get in touch with my senses
And be better to my sisters
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But niggas think that you feminine when you sensitive
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My home girl rap, and she feminist
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Hold it down for the women, I call her "Feminem"
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Tell 'em how you really feel headass
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Cause ass shots are dead ass and fake tits been around, we gas it
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Girl you perfect without that make up or the plastic surgery
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I'ma tell you how it is like Ron Burgundy
[Hook]
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Yeah for life, baby, I'm dressed for the war
E
Baby girl I'm your soldier
F#m E F#m E
But trippin' like this, back and forth, wonder who gon' hold you (Who's gon')
F#m E F#m E
Everybody needs somebody to hold them down (I said)
F#m E F#m
Everybody needs somebody to hold them down
