Choppa - Holla at Me lyrics

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Choppa - Holla at Me lyrics

[Hook - 4x] Holla at me (holla at me), holla at me (holla at me) Holla at me (holla at me), holla back at your boy [Choppa] n***as cash your checks, n***as pop your X n***as f** the club, pa** while you in your Vette n***as f** a hoe, cause you can't trust a hoe Soon as she start tripping whoadie, get another hoe Don't play no games boy, you know my name boy Don't think cause this the New No Limit, we didn't change boy We still will f** you up, we still will hustle up We still will put the drinks down, and we can knuckle up I got a rowdy click, we do some rowdy sh** And plus I'm with the man, who created the Bout It sh** I'm from that 5-0-4, I let a top b**h know I represent it to the finish, I ain't gon die no hoe And my city keep it sizzling, so that fire I blow Might catch a contact, if I drive by slow With a tight grip, hand on the wheel of my tight whip See me at the second line, and all them girls like this [Hook - 4x] [Choppa] Holla pop your collar at me, playa throw a model at me Thought you knew but now you know, I'm coming from that 5-0-4 Representing for that Boot, where we ain't afraid to shoot Murder rate be sky high, and plus them boys be jacking too Plus I'm from that Dirty South, where we put them birdies out On the grind never sleep, plus we got a dirty mouth But I was patient, and I was focused And I was hungry, and look Now that's why I stack money, like pancakes Do shows and receive love, from my fan base Now maybe it's the Jag, or maybe it's the grill Naw, it's the seven figga million dollar deal [Hook - 4x] [Curren$y] n***as know what's happening, when the dog swing through With them 21 inch Giovanni's, under the coupe I don't need, no introduction All I need is a pen and a pad, and some nice production I'm paid, so you know I'ma flaunt it I do my cars, like supreme pizza I put everything on it Cadillac truck, with them, spinning thangs on it Curren$y flow hot, I bet anything on it You dudes can't do, nothing with me I spit sick, like a mosquito that had that West Nile bit me Y'all dudes already know, how we do And the whip surely ain't mine, if the windows see through [Hook - 4x]