Ace Hoooood! People said I wouldn't make it (make it) That I'd never get to the top There was nothing they could say that would make me stop So I had to keep pushing (pushing) Through the pain and the tears All the things I've been through is why I'm standing here That's why they can't tell me nothing (nothing) They can't tell me nothing (nothing) They was wrong, this the song of a champion (champion) That's why they can't tell me nothing (oh nothing) They can't tell me nothing (oh nothing) Let me see your hands up if you a champion Coming up I use to watch TV Look up at the screen Then look at my mama Tell her ma that's gon' be me She said son you gon' be great I knew it from the start Your daddy was a poet That's how he captured my heart It's in my blood, you ask me why I keep it real Like [? ] asking how a nigga feel Imagine how it feels Waking up to nothing is enough to give you chills Waking up to nothing is enough to make you kill Enough to bring your daughter on a heist, it's unreal You said you gotta song living life unreal That's why I put my life in every song I kill Sing it girl That's why they can't tell me nothing (oh nothing) They can't tell me nothing (oh nothing) They was wrong, this the song of a champion (champion) That's why they can't tell me nothing (oh nothing) They can't tell me nothing (oh nothing) Let me see your hands up if you a champion I had a job too niggas, so what? You haters make me laugh, how you hatin so much Go head and do the math Watch the numbers add up Picture me and Khaled rollin to the grammys smashed up Keep running to The Runners when it's time to make a (beat) I'm gunning at you suckas who ain't try'na feel this sh** [? ] blastin' out a niggas whip Throwing up a peace sign to all my hustlas on the strip Top down in the chevy yea you know I keep it pimpin And my pistol heavy niggas know that ain't slippin Know that I'm on the grind niggas know that ain't slippin' My faith is on the line so you know I ain't slippin' You trippin' and that's why That's why they can't tell me nothing (nothing) They can't tell me nothing (nothing) They was wrong this the song of a champion (champion) That's why they can't tell me nothing (oh nothing) They can't tell me nothing (oh nothing) Let me see your hands up if you a champion (Let's break it down for em...) Ladies put your hands up high (Came too far now to give up) We gotta keep reaching for the sky (It don't even matter say what you want) Fellas put your hands up in the sky (Nothing you could say that'll make me stop) We gotta keep reaching for the sky (I'm a keep going till I reach the top, and that's why) Definitely livin' the life I gravitated to the light I sacrIficed a decade Now it's times every night Let them suckas' spectate 'Cause shorty I expect that We still touching big weight And surely I invest that Break it down the best way 'Cause I know how to stretch that Haters talking sideways And I could never stress that Ready for the war though I would never compromise Mami call me Gordo You shine like summer time That's why they can't tell me nothing (nothing) They can't tell me nothing (nothing) They was wrong this the song of a champion (I'm a champion and that's why) That's why they can't tell me nothing (oh nothing) They can't tell me nothing (oh nothing) Let me see your hands up if you a champion People said I wouldn't make it (make it) That I'd never get to the top There was nothing they could say that would make me stop So I had to keep pushing (pushing) Through the pain and the tears All the things I've been through is why I'm standing here

Ace Hood, Rosay We the fucking best, Maybach It's so incredible I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up I do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwing their grass up Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga I'm like fresh outfit, blunts they lit And a nigga out in bout who don't buck a shit Yeah I gave you a classic in my day view Cash flow for the hoes I bought (straight to) You wanna ride you can't be acting like Dre foo' N.W.A, I bet you ace played you Hollywood, Hollywood, I see the big lights And I'm with my big homie Ricky, nigga, yeah right Every minute that my heart pump blood Fuck what you heard, momma raised a fucking thug Money on my mind, imagine what's up in the trunk And it get me to the life of funk driver slow as fuck On the other ridges feeling like a billionaire (boss) A got a couple mill, a couple more an' I'm really there Haters talk around me fuck 'em like I really care When we handle our business, sorry, they were never there I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up I do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwing their grass up Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga Money ain't a thing I remain blinged up Hundred on the chain, bitch, I think I'm King Tuck A nigga, young and rich, who feel like can't be touched Forty stacks for the shades, so I can't see much Unless you get the dollars, still talking cash flow Thousand dollar bill president Fidel Castro Nigga with a attitude .50 and a mac-10 Ross cool as Ice Cube, dicky and the black chef I'm in a heli-chopper staring at the boat docks Good weather, good weather means more flux Look in my eyes, you can tell I'm seeing so clear I get them bitches a prison an' feeling no fear More money means more Louis, carry on When I touch your city you should see how hoes, carry on Bitch, what's my name? Ace fucking Hood, ain't a damn thang change us I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up I do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwing their grass up Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga Shit, shit and I'm a getting money ass, nigga Fast with the duffle bags with the cash in it White squares that's equivalence of mo dough I hear my nigga, Ricky, selling on my promo I make it rain, hoe better wear your poncho To seek me on my TMO, I get you mo slow The good life beats side of my condo You know the name ask Jermaine on cut though Wooh, you talking funny, would you fucking with the franchise? I decide how much you form the shit we let ride I gave niggas your first start up Showed you how to dress, made the hood be a part of Maybe I should have kept my thought off It's all good neither he'd hit the guard off Now you shit, nigga, garbage you's a rat Never build for this mob shit I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up I do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwing their grass up Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga

Yeah, Ace Hood, what's up baby? We the best huh So I had a few things in mind and I was thinkin' of Baby, you don't have to try to read my mind 'Cause you know I wanna get it in And tell me why would we just think about it? If you want it, then I got it We can be body to body, body to body I don't mean to rush you, girl But we should be body to body Body to body, body to body Uh, picture your body soakin', bath water No panties on, come up out them leg warmers Wrap up your hair, leave on your heels Kissin' you while I whisper, shawty, how it feels Let ya mind wonder, oh you're thinkin' dirty I was thinkin' you can ride me, Miss Kentucky Derby I dream about it, let's take advantage My body on your body, hope that you can manage Gotta moan it, damn it, feels good Pullin' on her hair to let her know I'm still hood Damn right, so unreal This year of the Ace, bet she know the deal Baby, you don't have to try to read my mind 'Cause you know I wanna get it in And tell me why would we just think about it? If you want it, then I got it We can be body to body, body to body I don't mean to rush you, girl But we should be body to body Body to body, body to body Uh, so quit ya contemplatin', skip this conversation By the way, you bitin' on your lip just gave me confirmation Was that Chanel 5? Very sexy fragrance Are those your real eyes? Can tell you're partially Asian But I know your body got me focused, I'm just so sedated And I guarantee I'll do you better than your past and latest Body to body, wet as Dasani Bet if I hit your spot that I'll make you tsunami Change up the sheets, no time to sleep Asked her what she's think, she replied that I'm a beast Yeah, she replied that I'm a beast Got it locked between the sheets and even in the streets Baby, you don't have to try to read my mind 'Cause you know I wanna get it in And tell me why would we just think about it? If you want it, then I got it We can be body to body, body to body I don't mean to rush you, girl But we should be body to body Body to body, body to body We're making love on the floor, you're kissing my tattoos I'm pulling your hair, You scream my name, call me daddy, baby, I got you Girl, get in your bed and lay it Down, down, down, girl, are you ready? 'Cause I'm gon' want you face down, down, Down, right now, you fucking with a real freak Baby, you don't have to try to read my mind 'Cause you know I wanna get it in And tell me why would we just think about it? If you want it, then I got it We can be body to body, body to body I don't mean to rush you, girl But we should be body to body Body to body, body to body

I'll hold you remix (this the remix) I'll hold you remix You are, you are Be sure you got a rider beside you to hold you down I'll hold you down, I'm on my way My mama told me (you are) make sure you got a rider beside you Even if you ain't have all the money, fame and the power So I found her, fly shit, I jump up out her I pick her low valley, she rock with me, it don't matter There goes my baby Together we're better, you're a breath of fresh air Hold this ready and I'm round You hold me down, I'mma hold you down Now I'mma get money, nigga, smell it on my gear Black bottle, boy, baller hood billionaire Boots in the mud, now it's marble floors Staircases to the roof look like it's heaven's door Said a prayer for my woes who be dead and gone How could I let you down if you never hit the phone? Then they gave him all his money, make you go insane We fucked the game, she said she knew that I would never change Trap star, two bricks in the match box Gold D's, fat boy, peanut butter top I wanna spend a night with Jessica White But is a dopeboy really Jessica type? There goes my baby Together we're better, you're a breath of fresh air Hold this ready and I'm round You hold me down, I'mma hold you down Now I'll hold you remix (I'll hold you, I'll hold you) I'll hold you remix now I'm on my way to hold you down We the best Yeah, we the best at holding it down) She said he don't hold her down right Some day she'll be done with him I say there's 7 days in the week, some day ain't one of them You gotta know your work, baby, don't give 'em no discount All of mine are dime, you see a nine, it was a miscount And I'm the one to tell a bitch to bounce I'm the one who getting this amount I'm the one with this foreign shit Name still getting mispronounced Hold up, who you held down? When you ever put bail down? I'mma keep picking money up like the motherfucker fell down It's an us versus y'all thing, we a small gang Just the two of us, baby, but we all bang Bang, bang, bang like what set you claim And when they asked me that, baby, you know I said your name There goes my baby Together we're better, you're a breath of fresh air Hold this ready and I'm round You hold me down, I'mma hold you down Now I'll hold you remix (I'll hold you, I'll hold you) I'll hold you remix now I'm on my way to hold you down Keys to the whip, key to the mansion I fuck you while counting money, I'm just that romantic See we be Bonnie and Clyde and I keep that heat like Adonis And if it ever go down I know you won't snitch to your honor That's why you draped in designer, Chanel and all kind of shit She with the realest and all 'em lames are too counterfeit It's been a long time and she's still holding me down (This the remix) Nevermind the hoes I've been fucking with that's out of town (let's ride) I done been through hell, had ups and downs But in the long run still here I apologize for when I be talking that freak shit in the air She still moaning, I know you want it, I go to switching that gear On everything, she never changed for real That's why There goes my baby Together we're better, you're a breath of fresh air Hold this ready and I'm round You hold me down, I'mma hold you down Now

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