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Holla At Me

Chris Brown

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Holla At Me

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[Chris Brown:]Uh, Boom, BoomWe ballin? in the roomSweepin? up my competition call me Mr. broomKnockin? niggas over, call me bulldozer,One more drink for these bitches and it?s over,Cause I?m a strike that something like a cobra,I know she want my venom, but I ain?t gon? leave it in her,And right after I get her, she know she with awinner,And we straight to the crib, I ain?t takin? her todinner,Nigga look at my jewels,Aviator shades I ain?t lookin? at you,Ah chu, bless me twice,Be a rich nigga I be shittin? on your life,Magazine covers, magneem rubbers,I mean magnum, I don?t fuck with stragglers,Niggaz want drama, Gangsta Grillz bastardsDid you check the caption, lights camera, action[Chorus]Holla at Me Boo, Holla at Me BabyHolla at Me Boo, Holla at Me BabyHolla at me Boo, Holla at Me BabyI?m Turnt Up, I?m Super Turnt Up (2x)[Chris Brown - Verse 2]A nigga beat beatAnd shawty toot, toot,Blowin? out their brains, car need a new roof,Lookin? like a superstar, when I roll throughAnd shawty I?m the truth, so mama what it do?Now let?s ride out, ain?t no trippin?When we dippin? to my hide-out,Big dipper cause you sippin? on my bottleOnly fuckin? with them A-listin? models,Now let?s get it like...Low fitted if you done it then I did itIf you kick it, then I?m with itWe can do this shit all-nightYour minute don?t compare to my limitWhen I?m in itAnd I get itI?m a give it to you all night,I?m the shit yeah I go hard,Don?t stand in lines nigga I bogardBad boy celebrity cause I?m so largeAnd don?t need no battery cause I?m in charge[Chrous][Tyga - Verse 3]I?m hot mothafucka, get a plate bitchDon?t say sh-t, get your face-liftRose rich let tha champagne drip,Niggas swag jack but this L.A. shitGet it back, give it back ain?t ?bout shit,Snap back them ain?t even rare, where the tag at,Wack-ass all up in my ear bitch bag back,I bag bad bitches mothafucka Kat Stacks,Yellow nigga, no cabsGot the phantom out, no mask,Get your camera out uh, one flash,Hot beams steady shot clap your ass,Aww, T. raw I?m so ahh,Loc?s on, chucks low, black beanie dog,Patron top wash straight from the liquor store,I?m turnt up I can?t feel my face, so...[Chorus]Hey (x3)Crédito: alceukrumpadancer
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