paroles de chanson Hold On - Conejo
Hey
what's
up
girl?
What's
up
Conejo?
I
wanna
fuck
What
a
coincidence,
so
do
I
Let's
handle
that
shit
Check
it
out,
check
it
out
Hey
hold
on
(bitch)
Baby
would
you
like
to
have
sex
on
the
beach
With
sand
up
your
butt,
the
water
at
your
reach
Cuz
maybe
if
you
have
it,
then
maybe
I
can
show
you
I
know
we're
moving
fast
but
I
wanna
get
to
know
you
Give
you
hickies
on
your
belly,
you
call
me
on
the
celly
To
pick
you
up
from
college,
take
it
straight
to
the
tele
So
we
can
shower
naked,
you're
begging
me
to
take
it
I
carry
you
to
bed
so
we
can
start
to
make
it
I'm
staring
at
you're
body,
every
last
curve
We're
laughing
cuz
we're
high,
me
and
baby
smoking
herb
I'm
a
gangsta,
and
I'ma
live
for
the
moment
So
I
can
come
and
hit
it
mama,
any
time
you
want
it
You
say
you
want
a
tat,
put
Conejo
on
your
tittie
I'm
the
Duke
of
Earl,
baby
we
can
run
the
city
We're
dancing
at
the
club
and
you
ain't
got
no
panties
All
the
trips
to
the
bar
got
us
fucking
in
the
car
Hey,
hold
on,
baby
baby
Stop,
hold
on,
baby
baby
Hey,
hold
on,
baby
baby
Stop,
hold
on
(bitch)
You
look
good
babe,
and
my
intent
is
dramatic
Cuz
everytime
I
see
you,
got
a
player
getting
at
it
I
like
your
smile
and
I
dig
your
style
Just
to
see
you
everynight
I'd
walk
a
hundred
miles
When
I
look
into
your
eyes
you
can
tell
I
wanna
fuck
you
I'ma
whisper
in
your
ear
and
then
I'll
start
to
rub
you
Diverse,
I
unbutton
your
blouse
I
kissed
you
in
your
sleep,
spent
the
night
at
her
house
Eyes
glossy,
you're
known
for
smoking
that
weed
Now
that
we're
stoned
come
on,
let's
do
our
thing
Then
we
lay
half
naked
in
bed
Girl
you
look
so
fine,
Victoria's
Secret
in
red
We
work
in
secret
just
to
keep
it
intense
Erotic,
acrobatic
like
a
gold
medal
gymnast
Check
this,
I
wanna
die
in
your
arms
Don't
trip
baby
girl
cuz
I
can
bring
you
no
harm
Hey,
hold
on,
baby
baby
Stop,
hold
on,
baby
baby
Hey,
hold
on,
baby
baby
Stop,
hold
on
(bitch)
Haha
Hold
on,
hold
on,
girl
I
know
you
ain't
acting
up
They
hating
cuz
this
dirty
paper
keep
stacking
up
What
you
think?
I
wanted
to
cuddle
and
all
that?
Don't
mean
no
disrespect,
it
ain't
going
down
like
that
Only
killing
from
the
back
like,
smack
smack
Oh
you're
joto's
calling
now,
that's
positive
feedback
Better
believe
that,
Bugsy
do
it
too
much
Got
Sandy
sucking
dick,
and
three
friends
cuz
two
ain't
enough
Some
find
that
nasty,
most
are
with
it
Come
out
the
closet,
exotic,
triple
X,
explicit
Don't
get
me
wrong,
ain't
gotta
give
me
the
thong
It's
my
Brown
fast
lifestyle
that
got
me
hot
and
turned
on
This
that
gangsta
shit,
aha,
watch
how
they
pause
Shake
it,
shake
it,
stiptease
if
it's
helping
your
cause
Pero
bump
this,
turn
around
with
a
tounge
kiss
Keep
taking
it
off
mama
and
stacking
your
hundreds
Hey,
hold
on,
baby
baby
Stop,
hold
on,
baby
baby
Hey,
hold
on,
baby
baby
Stop,
hold
on,
baby
baby
(bitch)
Hey
Bugsy
Hey
hold
on,
hold
on
Hold
on?
You
better
come
over
here
and
then
put
it
on
me
Yeah,
we
can
do
this
That's
right
homey
That's
right
Hold
on
That's
right
baby
girl
I
just
wanna
put
it
on
you
That's
how
we
do
it
in
the
West
Come
here
girl,
we
can
do
this
Right
now,
right
now
Smack
smack
Check
it
out,
check
it
out
Hey
hold
on
(bitch)
1 Mad at the World
2 Nobody Move
3 So Ruff
4 Nothing without You
5 Young In the Calles
6 Let's Ride
7 Riding Low
8 You Ain't the Homie
9 F You up First
10 Wait in Vain
11 I Don't Want to Be Right
12 Gang Affiliated
13 The Fallen Reign
14 Rhyme for Rhyme
15 Jailbreak
16 Tattoo Tears
17 Hold On
18 California My Way
19 Yea Baby
20 Tonight We Go To War
21 Cemetary Tunes
22 Close This Chapter
23 Lock Us Up
24 Prostitution
25 Gotta Maintain
26 Face the Music
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