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Georgia Brown Hold On

down Everyday tears on my face all right But I can try it all again in life Everybody needs to have freedom And you wanna hold me tight my baby, hold on

down Everyday tears on my face all right But I can try it all again in life Everybody needs to have freedom And you wanna hold me tight my baby, hold on

down Everyday tears on my face all right But I can try it all again in life Everybody needs to have freedom And you wanna hold me tight my baby, hold on

garden all in the dirt Roll around, Georgia Brown that's the way that I like it twerk Legs jerk, overworked, underpaid but don't be afraid In the sun or up in the shade on

Too much competition too many other places But not too many horns can make that sound Way on down south way on down south London town You check out Guitar George

Devil comes collectin' 'Cause he doesn't know I'm a wanted man He'd better wear a six gun on his hip And hold another in his hand If you love the wanted man You best hold

brown And my hens clean With they panties down And a beat that keep My yeagas bouncin', bouncin', bouncin', bouncin' Check, check My mic vocals, is like choke-holds

a CAESAR Give a thermometer a temperature of jungle FEVER George like WHEEZY 'cause I be burnin brothers just like, the neighborhood SKEEZER Once the hip-hop strangeler I throw your whole rap on

By now she's putting on her makeup Bet she's been crying all night long By now her heart is surely breaking Just like this cold gray Georgia dawn By