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Holla Her (feat. Kid-B)
by Timbre the Rapper
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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 collar yuh
Such luck, she wanna fuck
I wish I could duck, like first bowl
First of all, I told, the cold hearted cunt
I can't be done, by tricks
Half of me, can't see this bitch
Trickery, especially when I'm skits
Flicking weed, I bet shes sick of me
Thats why shes mardy and bickering
Cos drinking this cardi, isn't fixing things
But cravings, partly to blame in
This situation, diminished waving
I'm finished saving! the friendship
Hating the pensive, waiting is senseless g
Relationship, is dead like cemotery
Cant believe, the text you're sending me
Recomending me, to end it g
Jealousy and envy, can turn your friends
To enemies, as I learnt, see whos a snake
Toxic outlines burn, Stop it
Now my turn, for me to drop hits
York on the map, talking facts,
Walking fast, skits out,
Flipped out in my past it
Actions drastic, you is fake like
Plastic, baked like a Rasta is
Can't even contain my laughter kid
Holla her
Holla her
Holla her
Holla her
Holla her, she gonna swerve, pop my collar shirt
She's calling me, but I'm not a perv
Don't want it cheap, no, Fitz Herbert never be
Don't stop her wanting me, but really I don't have the key
Even if I wanted to, no, she wanted a piece of the slice
That was always nice, but now I got my swag on
Now I got the women, running like mice, ain't no carving knife
She's my carving wife, I'm running all the lights
Not tryna follow the hype, have a drink it feels right
Looking all tempted, looking all hey
Looking all woah, looks wahey
Got to get some shade and you can stop calling me babe
Coz I'm the D you're the Ange, I'm the dot you're the range, out of sync
I'm the bass, you're the highs different sides
How many guys been receiving your prize?
Yelling to your tribe, as you've been spreading lies, you denied
Shot at goal, but hitting wide, ya so snide, I'm done in
Decided to not join ya ride, watch out the tides coming
Holla her
Holla her
Holla her
Holla her
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 collar yuh
Such luck, she wanna fuck
I wish I could duck, like first bowl
First of all, I told, the cold hearted cunt
I can't be done, by tricks
Half of me, can't see this bitch
Trickery, especially when I'm skits
Flicking weed, I bet shes sick of me
Thats why shes mardy and bickering
Cos drinking this cardi, isn't fixing things
But cravings, partly to blame in
This situation, diminished waving
I'm finished saving! the friendship
Hating the pensive, waiting is senseless g
Relationship, is dead like cemotery
Cant believe, the text you're sending me
Recomending me, to end it g
Jealousy and envy, can turn your friends
To enemies, as I learnt, see whos a snake
Toxic outlines burn, Stop it
Now my turn, for me to drop hits
York on the map, talking facts,
Walking fast, skits out,
Flipped out in my past it
Actions drastic, you is fake like
Plastic, baked like a Rasta is
Can't even contain my laughter kid
Holla her
Holla her
Holla her
Holla her
Holla her, she gonna swerve, pop my collar shirt
She's calling me, but I'm not a perv
Don't want it cheap, no, Fitz Herbert never be
Don't stop her wanting me, but really I don't have the key
Even if I wanted to, no, she wanted a piece of the slice
That was always nice, but now I got my swag on
Now I got the women, running like mice, ain't no carving knife
She's my carving wife, I'm running all the lights
Not tryna follow the hype, have a drink it feels right
Looking all tempted, looking all hey
Looking all woah, looks wahey
Got to get some shade and you can stop calling me babe
Coz I'm the D you're the Ange, I'm the dot you're the range, out of sync
I'm the bass, you're the highs different sides
How many guys been receiving your prize?
Yelling to your tribe, as you've been spreading lies, you denied
Shot at goal, but hitting wide, ya so snide, I'm done in
Decided to not join ya ride, watch out the tides coming
Holla her
Holla her
Holla her
Holla her