Let Me Hold You

Lyrics
[Intro] (Let Me Hold You) (Let Me Hold You) [Verse: Cash Cobain] I must confess, lil shorty blessed I want your body right now, fuck that up next uh Bitches be pressed, bitches de-pressed I think your moments is right, we can't go left now She do Patrón , she got her own These niggas want her, she know I'm on her So girl I'm sayin, will you be my baby? Don't want a maybe, I'm tired waiting She got that wet-wet. I want some wet-wet She got the best-best, that you know the rest-rest She got her own check, and I respect that Plus she got good neck, the ne-neck, the ne-neck She got that fiya, her shit so different She got that fiya, but I call her wet-wet I got to get that, tss, and you know know know Let Me Hold You [Chorus: Matthew Ali] You are the love of my life I knew that from the first sight I love it when you talk spice But you ain't got a friend I know you like me And you might have to be my future wifey Ima turn you to my bae you got me hyphie Is you asking if I'm with, you said I might be Have a bitch that sucking on me this ain't Nike (And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube) [Verse: Matthew Ali] You got me blowing your phone at 4 in the morning for real When are you coming home, you all on my dome for real Wanna get in the zone, lil mama you know the drill I be turning you on and making you moan for real And it's this one thing that got me tripping I ain't even touch you, yet you dripping Ya nigga on the side he got easy slides But we still gon catch him slipping up, yes we different Ima slide up in your water, like a jet-ski Icey like I'm Gretzky Tryna be your BF, not your bestie And if one day you ever left me Ima have to get you back, cause you must've finessed me Cause I would never let you go Don't listen to your friends, hell no And then I know you like I know And then I know you like I know-o [Chorus: Matthew Ali] You are the love of my life I knew that from the first sight I love it when you talk spice But you ain't got a friend I know you like me (like me) And you might have to be my future wifey (wifey) Ima turn you to my bae you got me hyphie (hyphie) Is you asking if I'm with, you said I might be (might be) Have a bitch that sucking on me this ain't Nike
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Credits
- Writers
- Cash Cobain
- Matthew Ali
- Jack Kelly