Lyrics:
Holla, new monica shit. yes. oh baby. yep
I been feeling something
You been treating me cold
You no longer want to touch me
The love has turned
slow the whole dancefloor down
Oh yeah, take it back to the old school, let's go
Baby, let me holla at you
You know there's no greater love
Than
yo uh-huh
yessir
turn everything up some more
the drums you know, the music and shit
(holla back) i'm goin for it now
(holla back) yessir
yo uh-huh
yessir
turn everything up some more
the drums you know, the music and shit
(holla back) i'm goin for it now
(holla back) yessir
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
play with the nookie her titties
Sittin' pretty and she soft as a cushion and if you try to holla she might holla she tooken
And she walk like a bad
at me baby)
I'm a pimp, I'll show her how I live
Take her back then I put it in her ribs
(Holla at me baby)
I'm a monster, I do it real big
You ain't
the lucky man? I don't have a clue
Then she said the lucky man is you
I dropped my brew
And everything looked fuzzy
Not a baby by you the neighborhood
the lucky man? I don't have a clue
Then she said the lucky man is you
I dropped my brew
And everything looked fuzzy
Not a baby by you the neighborhood
and me
(Baby don't cry)
Sipping Bailey's Cream, by the stereo
Trying to find relief on the radio (ah, what's up?)
I'm suppressing the tears, but
Id rather stay on my J-O and stack a bank roll
But if you real and you down and in public you don't clown holla at me ill be around
(mike Jones) but
have the weaka
Speak when spoken to, yeah I broke a few
And by the way I was hoping you
Had a freak for me and a freak for you
I make 'em do for us
broke
Got my aim from the scope, got the game by the throat, damn
Okay, you popped up on me by surprise (yeah, yeah)
You see I never took you for
style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, think she like me 'cause I'm from New York
I ain't that nigga tryna holla 'cause
go dey by your side
Holla Holla Holla Holla
Holla denisha ah
See the vibe when u give me sweet oh
Girl I wanna keep ya
Holla Holla Holla Holla
Hola
never tried to holla
We can spend a couple million actin' silly in Milano
Boy, hit your horn, beep beep, I'll follow
Have you up in my driveway by
never tried to holla
We can spend a couple million actin' silly in Milano
Boy, hit your horn, beep beep, I'll follow
Have you up in my driveway by
a problem
Wasn't thinking about no rapping, I was drinking for a dollar
Putting quarter pieces in the black Caprice and make it holla
No releasing me, I
about my reputation
Across the nation, "Mr. I get around"
My temptation got me drippin' wet, perspiration
I'm activated by the moves you makin'
Baby
everybody knows that I'm his lady
Every time you see us, we super fly
So proud he's by my side
He knows I'm ride or die
You don't know how we roll
Holla
This is my mother fucking house, eh I'm by the front door
Here about a blond haired bitch name Sisco
She'll do anything for daddy man the bitch go
turning caine into rocks
And I carry two glocks so I can't be stopped
From the city to the state I'm pushing rhymes like weight
Pitbulls by
slowly dyin'
But Im gonna keep on tryin'
Please don't ask of me to let you goooooooo
(pitbull)
let me start by telling you i love you wit all my heart
but
feel good.
let me know baby,
what you want and how you want it hey,
you know how boys get down,
when they from PAIN!
Pitbull, T Pain,
girl this a G
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