Lyrics:
If you feel this,
Come holla at me I need them girls
Cau' mi love how yuh jeans just siddung pon yuh,
And how yuh G-string just lay dung pon yuh
to side
Make you holla out my name when a thug nigga ride, "Can I cum inside?"
Say you don't feel it that's a lie, you just scared to get this
holla at you
Psst!
I'm trying to throw these dollars at you
Psst!
Boy what you want?
Psst!
Tell me what you want
[Jamie Foxx]
Your love so bold
Would you keep it 1G if a Nigga Got time
Would you face time my time With me
I'm keep it 1G
And if Nigga call collect would You wait by the phone for
lovin that
Foot Locker and sports clubs I done brought
For tha hoes that you sayin you
Love I done hit that
And tha G's you sayin you makin I
Done been
know I love you like a sister, unless you thinking maybe
Mary J, Miley Cyrus
Tell Ashanti, let a nigga holla
Had a dream, fuckin' R&B bitches
I had
What you talkin' 'bout
Mary J, Miley Cyrus
Tell Ashanti, let a nigga holla
I had a dream fuckin' R&B bitches
I had a dream fuckin' R&B bitches
Catch
Holla at a Nigga that's real
Holla at a Nigga that's real
The next day she
Called me on the phone
And ask me what you're doing
I ran some quick G
And said
Any nigga in the world can sell some dope
My nigga holla at me when you done
N.i.g.g.a
N.i.g.g.a
N.i.g.g.a
N.i.g.g.a
N.i.g.g.a
N.i.g.g.a
N.i.g.g
wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck (woo)
Look homie, ain't nothin' changed, hoes down, G's up
I see Xzibit in
what you want
Psst! Baby, let me holla at you
Psst! I'm tryna throw these dollas at you
Psst! Boy, what you want?
Psst! Tell me what you want
Your love
number on this paper cause I would love to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off tour, yeah
I got this Spanish chica, she don't like me to roam
So she
and M-Easy (what up, fam?)
Oschino and Sparks and Freeweezy (holla!)
Mickey, Mallory, Chris and Neef, hey!
All I need is the love of my crew
The whole
and M-Easy (what up, fam?)
Oschino and Sparks and Freeweezy (holla!)
Mickey, Mallory, Chris and Neef, hey!
All I need is the love of my crew
The whole
I'm focus man, yo Free
Why don't you holla at me man
Now who else but me slim waist with that swag
Get on G, five plans and fly fast
If it
Everytime I drink, I holla her
Everytime I drink vodka, and holla her
I swallow up, then follow her
Wallow through, a dutch
Whipped like a dog
God’s Love Song
Written by: Irene Rose Smith
D.O.C. January 19, 2016
Verse One
G G/B C D
Hey you have you heard God so loved
on the streets just holla at me
All of my fellas are killers
And I'm the G in my unit
I ain't never fuck with my time
Just in case a bitch be a cutie
I take
that can handle his biz like a man
Gyal, if yuh love holla at mi one time (hey)
Holla at mi if yuh waan di wickedest wine
I know It's been awhile
that can handle his biz like a man
Gyal, if yuh love holla at mi one time (hey)
Holla at mi if yuh waan di wickedest wine
I know It's been awhile
a nigga bring his girlfriend to the club
Freakin' all on the floor wit his girlfriend in the club
And wonder why all these playas tryin' to holla at her
love)
Stunting like you (all thug)
We was (switching numbers)
She looking at you when I walk by
you turn your head, she winks her eye
I can't help if
Better not holla at me when u struggle
G shit, I need to stay humble
Treesh shit, niggas had beef with a couple
Gorillas and fiends in the jungle
Gotta
that bullshit
And when you see me holla at me if you want it bitch
Okay aye you can meet me with that bullshit
And when you see me holla at me if you
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