Hold It Down VIP - Bru-C, Skepsis

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Nah, nah, nah, don’t tell anyone

Don’t try text or belt anyone

If they find out my big move

Jump on mic and show everyone

Nah, nah, nah, don’t tell anyone

Don’t try text or belt anyone

If they find out my big move

And it’s Skepsis (Haha, yeah)

Wickedest sound

These man ain’t got a penny or pound

You and your wife move like Simpsons

Cah she’s crusty and you’re a clown

Jump on my wave, get drowned

Shut down raves that’s how I get down

I’ll be the king, yeah, I got the crown

Don’t get hyper, hold it down

Hold it down, tell my man better hold it down

Gotta wait for the drop

Hold it down, don’t know it’s a lot

Hold it down

Hold it down

Tell my girl better hold it down

Everybody knows I shut the ting down

Me and my team gonna hold it down

Down

Me and my team gonna hold it down

Down

Everybody knows I shut the ting down

I’ll be like nah, nah, nah, don’t tell anyone

Don’t try text or belt anyone

If they find out my big move

Jump on mic and shell everyone

And we, don’t wanna be anyone

F 'dem man I don’t need anyone

Everybody wanna try eat off my plate

Man ain’t looking to feed anyone

'Nuff gyal are on me like I’m the top don

When I come tru' the place I’m on one

Rave is gonna get shutdown

When you hear «Nottingham City"or «What's going on?»

I need a golden crown

Top dog here like it’s homeward brown

Skepsis holding sound

Tell my man better hold it down

Hold it down

Tell my man better hold it down

Gotta wait for the drop

Hold it down, don’t know its a lot

Hold it down

Hold it down

Tell my girl better hold it down

Everybody knows I shut the ting down

Me and my team gonna hold it down

Down

Me and my team gonna hold it down

Down

Everybody knows I shut the ting down