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Viewing Lyrics for Holla Holla:
| | | Artist: | Rule Ja |
| | Album: | Venni Vetti Vecci | | Track: | Holla Holla | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 1 | | | | Lyrics: | Chorus: (2X)
(Holla Holla)
All my niggaz thats ready to get (Dollaz Dollaz)
Bitches
know who can get em a little (Hotta Hotta)
Come on, If you rollin' wit me (Folla
Folla)
Its Murda..
[Ja Rule]
Think you fuckin' wit Ja, Nada
Watcha
wanna go Dolla for Dolla??? (Holla Holla)
My niggaz is (Hotta Hotta)
Fucks plenty bitches,
and dug bitches for petty niggaz
You look in me eyes and tell me they style aint
ridiculous
(Bitches Bitches) Pop da pussy and bounce like (Hit it Hit it)
Sure if your
favorite is long (Get it Get it) Baby Baby
Dont you wanna leave tonight and fuck with
me
Cause we really need to be freaking off at any cost
Its on me, if you married, then get
a divorce
When I hits it, some women get twisted
Have em' twitchin', like "Damn look what
the dick did"
I just wanna hit it the worst way, right after a long day
And put the 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: x2]
[Ja Rule]
Let me holla
at my true thugs
If niggas want war, bust slugs
Nigga, what? Im hotta hotta and just cant
be touched
Plus, anybody that fucks with me, gonna get felt
How many want it? Determines
how the slugs get dealt
Cuz I (Spit em' Spit em')
Choke them niggas like roaches and then
(Clip em' Clip em)
Long as Im alive, Ima (Hit em' Hit em')
Respect mines, to the day of my
demise
Dont fuck with me, cuz the flow's (Killa Killa)
Whoever eva who wants it?
Its
yours, now your gonna (Get it Get it)
(Feela Feela) Nigga full of holes
Treat em' like
hoes, and show no love to them homo thugs
Its 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 niggas commited
treason
Who want it with Ja? Who ready to die breathing?
[Chorus x2]
[Ja
Rule]
Ja baby, one of the many, many niggas who sip Henny
With the the two seaters, sittin
on twenties
I, I be wit running in, running out
Then, thou bestow hit em' up, gun em'
down
Niggaz aint ready for Ja, any way, any how
I give it give it to niggaz, claimin' that
they live it
Real (Niggaz Niggaz) brandish the iron and flash
Like (Hold this Hold this)
when you got nothing to live for
Notice, niggaz be hot, and more explosive
Focus, ready to
rip em' up with the dope, this
My life, niggaz is frontin', and stuntin' for
nothing
Better act right, fore' I spark and dim your lights
Im a hazard, to niggaz, a
bastard
To bitches, when in doubt, go for stealth, and clap the finish
Anything movin'
rightfully hit for wrong doin'
I'ma follow and enourage all my niggaz to
WHAT?!?
[Chorus: Repeat til' end | | | |
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