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Fish Hold Your Head Up

Hold your head up Hold your head up Hold your head up Hold your head up Hold your head up Hold your head up Hold your head up Hold your head up Hold your head up Hold

Crist' [Chorus] I say LADIES, my MERCEDES Hold fo' in the back, two if you fat Feel it all in your gut, your neck and your back When you step up

Go 'head you can push the wheel And if ya face tough I might wake up and cook a meal Whatever you ask for (It's yours) We can go to my bungalo over in

[ice-t] How many bullets can your back hold, suckin from the hk The red dot’s on your dome, from the light ray Boom bam bust oh shit kid, your head is

' fresher The manifester apply the pressure Tie you up and gag you in your mouth with a piece of polyester Now fix your fuckin' face up Empty the chest of drawers before I stretch your

your head, rag top (Give me some) Bob your head, rag top Bob your head, rag top (Come on) Bob your head, rag top (Uh, give me some) Bob your head, rag

of ya If anything I'm scared for ya because I'm so ahead of ya Take that to the head brother before I walk up on your bed brother And paint your blood

back of the stove 'Bout to fry me up some cat fish with a side of okra Y'all ready to have some fun (Yeah) Helicopter want to back it, back it up (Yeah

could've ran up in your house and put the gun to your kids but... [We allowed you cowards to live] [Chino XL] You be holding your breath forever tongue