Tyga & Chris Brown - Holla At Me (prod. by Jahlil Beats) | Текст песни

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• Tyga & Chris Brown
• Holla At Me (prod. by Jahlil Beats)

Uh, Boom, Boom
We ballin' in the room
Sweepin' up my competition call me Mr. broom
knockin' n-ggas over, call me bulldozer,
one more drink for these b-tches 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 a winner,
and we straight to the crib, I ain't takin' her to dinner,
nigga look at my jewels,
aviator shades I ain't lookin' at you,
Ah chu, bless me twice,
be a rich n-gga I be sh-ttin' on your life,
magazine covers, magneem rubbers,
I mean magnum, I don't f*ck with stragglers,
n-ggaz want drama, Gangsta Grillz bastards
did you check the caption, lights camera, action

[Chorus]
Holla at Me Boo, Holla at Me Baby, (x3)
I'm Turnt Up, I'm Super Turnt Up

[Chris Brown - Verse 2]
a nigga beep beep
and shawty toot, toot,
blowin' out there brains, car need a new roof,
lookin' like a superstar, when I roll through
and 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 bottle
only f*ckin' with them A-listin' models,
now let's get it like ..
Low fitted if you done it then I did it
if you kick it, then i'm with it
we can do this sh-t all-night
your minute don't compare to my limit
when i'm in it
and I get it
i'm a give it to you all night,

I'm the sh*t yeah I go hard,
don't stand in lines n-gga I bogard
Bad boy celebrity cause I'm so large
and don't need no battery cause I'm in charge

[Chrous]
Holla at Me Boo, Holla at Me Baby, (x3)
I'm Turnt Up, I'm Super Turnt Up

[Tyga - Verse 3]
(Ha)
I'm hot motha f*cka, get a plate b*tch
Don't say sh*t, get your face-lift
Rose rich let tha champagne drip,
niggas swag jack but this L.A. sh*t
get it back, give it back ain't 'bout sh*t,
snap back them ain't even rare, where the tag at,
wack-a-s all up in my ear b-tch bag back,
I bag bad b*tches muthaf-cka Kat Stacks,
yellow nigga, no cabs
Got 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]
Holla at Me Boo, Holla at Me Baby, (x3)
I'm Turnt Up, I'm Super Turnt Up
Hey (x3)

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