Hold The Line (Explicit) - Major Lazer/Mr. Lex/Santigold

Composed by：Thomas Wesley Pentz/Dave Taylor/Christopher Palmer/Santi White

Produced by：Diplo/Switch

Major Lazer

I make ya I make ya I make

I make ya I make ya

I make ya I make ya I make

I make ya I make ya

I make ya I make ya I make

I make ya I make ya

I make ya I make ya I make

I make ya I make ya

We ah **** the hottest gyal dem round 'ya

Girl from down ah country and girl from down ah town ya

If you check da phone ya Kimona Simona & Sonya Ramona

Gyal love hear da sound ya

Call Kiki and tell him send me a pound ah

Ah di highest grade because we like smell di aroma

When me touch de road de gyal dem say ya we ah dem owna

Feelings a carry fi Fiona

True ah mi she say wan fi be a sperm donor

Push to the bone me fresh from California

When me touch de road de gyal' dem smell dem cologne

Hear me now

I make ya I make ya I make

I make ya I make ya Ow

I make ya I make ya I make

I make ya I make ya Ow ow

I make ya I make ya I make

I make ya I make ya Ow

I make your jeans vibrate like a Nokia

Hold the line

Hot gyal here hot gyal there

A bare hot gyal me wan full up inna di square

Gyal ah call say come here Come here

Me tell dem hold the line and take a chair

If ya want a girl nuh bodda worry you ask me can mi share

Step up inna de club and watch everybody stare

We ah **** di hottest set ah gyal dem round here

Year to year a fi we gyal dem have di flare so hear me now

I make ya I make ya I make

I make ya I make ya Ow

I make ya I make ya I make

I make ya I make ya Ow ow

I make ya I make ya I make

I make ya I make ya Ow

I make your jeans vibrate like a Nokia

Hold the line

I know my brain is worth bigger than your stock

When I start spitting never want me to stop

I got that fire in me ready to explode

And when it happens feel that wrath of my load

Like damn woman you got me when you get up on top

Like damn how you do it with the rhythm you got

Well now I'm driving till you get out on the road

And wind you up wind you leave you shivering cold

Now I'm getting ready for you gimme the wanna get

You wanna get ya tripling up from the mitzy baby you better sit down

Take ya back til ya wanna get off the ground again

Lemme tell I gotta hear when ya pick up

Lemme tell what you think about me

All you ******* round busy bad boys forget about me

I make ya I make ya I make

I make ya I make ya Ow

I make ya I make ya I make

I make ya I make ya Ow ow

I make ya I make ya I make

I make ya I make ya Ow

I make your jeans vibrate like a Nokia