Holla
Holla
Ah, ah
Holla
Holla
Ah, ah
Holla
Holla
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Holla
Holla
Big boys holla
Give me all your dollah
Imma dodge it, impala
Yeah, dog no collah
Spit, no swallow
You better clap bitch, brotha
I pull up in your prada
I meet your dad in the sauna
He give me the racks
Call me princess Kitana, yeah
Now you wanna holla
Now you wanna toss another dollah?
Holla
(Way)
(Ah, ah)
Holla
(Ah)
It's so strange, the sound so liquid
I hit 'em with the flow, so sick so addictive
It's so strange, the sound so liquid
I hit 'em with the-
Hit 'em with-
Hit 'em with-
Hit 'em with-
(Budda, budda)
It's so strange how it sounds so liquid
I hit 'em with the flow, so sick, it's addictive
It's so strange how it sounds so liquid
Hit 'em with the-
Hit 'em with-
Hit 'em with-
Liquid
Hit them from the back
Yeah they like it like that
If you put me on track
Imma put you on a map
We going to sell out arenas out in 20 seconds flat
Hit my line if your going to blow a stack
Yeah, i'm in a rump shakin' taste
Make it heat up in the streets
Got them sizzlin' like some bacon
Yeah, if you see a bitch, holla
Walk into the room you gonna clap bitch
Holl-
(Ah)
(Ah)
Ah
Yeah, yeah
Holla
(Ah)
Holla
(Ah)
Holla
(Ah)
Holla
Walk into the room you gonna clap bitch-
Holla
Holla
Holla
Holla
Holla
Ah, ah
Holla
Holla
Ah, ah, ah