Hold on (feat. Eddie Money)

Ima thug nigga wit some good intentions I wrote this to let chu know I fucks witcha Gotta know ya mind frame to vision the larger picture I ain't here to play witcha independent mindset What's next to come, lookin in ya eyes All I see is love, been along time comin for the both of us Alot moe where that came from Baby I'm tryna get cha to the crib Not to get you out ya clothes Girl that shit so overrated I'm willing to have some patience I'm moe into makin up for the time that's been wasted, this dedicated Stumbling to the crib on the weekend faded This ain't no freaky type of love song This that chasin the bag, get that money type of love song Tell me am I wrong I wanna live my dreams witcha Invest in businesses and live a legacy witcha like that Baby hold on to me, whatever will be, will be Baby hold on to me, whatever will be, will be Ima thug nigga wit some good intentions Me and you togetha baby will be sholly winning We can run away to an island Drinkin outta papayas, bahama mama I call ya mama, cause my mama know I love ya I gotta spoil ya, put ya in a foreign Baby you been loyal, life is so predictable Just imagine, hide and seek naked in a mansion Yo wish is my command, magic Abracadabra, you beautiful like Tampa All ya dreams become reality I wanna make it happen Alotta niggas only wanna f*ck and leave I mean I'm not surprised with that bangin body To the ones that ever doubted Please dont let em back in, to cross you again Girl they might try it, I hope you been admiring This ain't no freaky type of love song This that vibing in the club Knowin you the one type of love song Baby hold on to me, whatever will be, will be Baby hold on to me, whatever will be, will be