Lyrics:
can suck a dick
Okay, tell me shit, Lil Wayne fuck a bitch
Lil' nigga, big money, big gun full of that shit
Nigga I ain't Will Smith, nah, I ain't
can suck a dick
Okay, tell me shit, Lil Wayne fuck a bitch
Lil' nigga, big money, big gun full of that shit
Nigga I ain't Will Smith, nah, I ain't
to hear it
Holla if ya hear me
Will I quit? Will I quit?
They claim that I'm violent, but still I keep
Representin', never give up on a good thing
Holla At Me (Extended)
Written By: KlC The Drum Major, Mystikal, January Walker, BG
Produced By: KLC The Drum Major
Intro
Wemp,
Whaaaaa,
What's up
Holla At Me (Extended)
Written By: KlC The Drum Major, Mystikal, January Walker, BG
Produced By: KLC The Drum Major
Intro
Wemp,
Whaaaaa,
What's up
Holla At Me (Extended)
Written By: KlC The Drum Major, Mystikal, January Walker, BG
Produced By: KLC The Drum Major
Intro
Wemp,
Whaaaaa,
What's up
Holla At Me (Extended)
Written By: KlC The Drum Major, Mystikal, January Walker, BG
Produced By: KLC The Drum Major
Intro
Wemp,
Whaaaaa,
What's up
too
'Cause before I hit the pens I'm gettin' bailed by Clue
Holla back young'n (wooo-wooo)
Holla back (wooo-wooo)
Holla back young'n (wooo-wooo)
to hear it
Holla if ya hear me
Will I quit? Will I quit?
They claim that I'm violent, but still I keep
Representin', never give up on a good thing
flew
So I got a deal I sell pot too
Cause before I hit the pens I'm gettin bailed by Clue
[Chorus 2]
Holla back Young'n (Hoooo Hoooo!)
Holla back (Hoooo
to speak
You know she aint even gonna holla at you you know what I mean
If a brother say sumthin baby id look back
You know ain't know thing
Friday night
leave bullets, stuck in ya head
Keep that in mindi'm get back to that
The gun connect called and said, "Holla
I'm about to feed the block whatchu want?"
I
Smith]
What? I ball too hard for that
[Eve]
Hold up baby act like I ain't balling back
[Will Smith]
Look I ain't trying to play no games
[Eve]
Oh yeah well
So when I holla at you, holla back (holla back)
Everyday we be off the chains
Ain't nuttin' different, parkin' lot pimpin'
You can catch Mac in
To be continued
Move to the drum, my L.A. babies
Where the night life is young,
You will find your soul
Holla! for your man’s
It’s addictive baby
records than Will Smith
Can't call this a comeback, I run rap, the fuck is y'all sayin?
Five million I done that, and I come back, to do it again (uh-huh)
from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
uh, uh, Memph Bleek in the house
records than Will Smith
Can't call this a comeback, I run rap, the fuck is y'all sayin?
Five million I done that, and I come back, to do it again (uh-huh)
will hollow the gun to holla at son
Muah, I'm that nigga y'all know that
Do it Holiday Style
The Double R is Coming for War
J-A-D-A
'Cause the P
just hope it don't turn on me
Yo
I'm Will Smith girl you know I'm gonna be there
The bags that you want you're gonna see them
But first of all girl you
Starin' at the world through my rearview
Just lookin' back at the world
From another level, ya know what I mean?
Starin'
Multiple gunshots
Starin' at the world through my rearview
Just lookin' back at the world
From another level, ya know what I mean?
Starin'
Multiple gunshots
fiend for currency, get high off weed
Collect G's make my enemies bleed
When you see me nigga holla my set, and watch 'em ride
Outlaw motherfuckers
Joseph! Don't fuck the baby!
Joseph Smith, don't fuck the baby!
Suddenly the clouds parted
And Joseph Smith was visited by God!
Joseph Smith, do not
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