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Holla, Holla lyrics
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Artist: Ja Rule lyrics Album: Exodus Year: 2005 Title: Holla, Holla |
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Lyrics to Holla, Holla :
Chorus: (2X)
(Holla Holla)
All my niggaz thatz ready to get (dollaz dollaz)
Bitches know wh can get em a little (hotta hotta)
Come on, if you roll'n wit me (follow follow)
itz murda...
Verse 1:
Think you fuck'n wit Ja, nada
watcha wanna go dolla for dolla??? (holla holla)
My niggaz is (hotta hotta)
fucks plenty bitches and dug bitches for pretty niggaz
you look in my eyez and tell me they style aint ridiculous
(bitches bitches) pop da puss and bounce like (hit it hit it)
sure if your favorite iz long (get it get it) baby baby
dont you wanna leave tonight and fuck wit me
cuz we really need to be freak'n off at any cost
itz on me, if you married, then get a divorce
when i hitz it, some women get twisted
have em twitch'n, like "damn look what the dick did"
i just wanna hit it tha worst way, right after a long day
and put tha puss on lay-a-way, heard me?
Im that, dirty nigga that get you hot, and heat it
baby girl if you wanted ass, why dont you eat it?
Chorus: Repeat 2X
Verse 2:
Let me holla at my TRU thugs
if niggaz want war, bust slugs
nigga, what? Im hotta hotta and just cant be touched
Plus anybody that fucks wit me, gonna get felt
how many want it? determines how the slugs get dealt
cuz i )split em split em)
Choke then niggaz like roaches and then (clip em clip em)
long as im alive imma (hit em hit em)
respect mines to tha day of my demise
dont fuck wit me cuz the flowz (killa killa)
whoever eva who wants it?
itz yourz, now your gonna (get it get it)
(feela feela) nigga full of holes
threat em like hoes and show no love to them homo thugs
itz us you wanna fuck with
as soon as them slugs skip from body to body
go from grave to bit
i dont respect it plus niggaz commited treason
who want it with Ja? who ready to die breathing
Chorus: Repeat 2X
Verse 3:
Ja baby, one of tha many many niggaz who sip hennessy
wit tha two seaters, sit'n on twenties
I, I be wit runnin in, runnin out
then, thou bestow hit em up, gun em down
niggaz aint ready for Ja, anywayz anyhow
i give it give it go niggaz, claimin that they live it
real (niggaz niggaz) brandish then iron and flash
like (hold this hold this) when you got nothin to live for
notice, niggaz be hot, and more explosive
focus, ready to rip em up wit tha dope, this
my life, niggaz iz front'n and stuntin for nothin
betta act right, fore i spark and dim your light?
imma hazard to niggaz, a bastard
to bitches, when in doubt, go for stealth, and clap tha finish
anything movin rightfully hit for wrong doing
imma follow and encourage all my niggaz to WHAT?!?!
Chorus: Repeat till end
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