Petey Pablo - Holla At Ya Folks lyrics

Holla at ya' folks Holla at ya' folks Holla at ya' folks Yeah, Chris what up Holla at ya' folks Holla at ya' folks Holla at ya' folks Yeah, Mike what up Get at ya' people Show em' you glad to see em' Holla at ya' folks Yo, D what up Get at ya' people Show em' you glad to see em' Holla at ya' folks Jermaine Ya' know When you can't talk about selling dope no more Twenty-two's, Twenty-four's don't fit no more And they realize, rocks ain't nothing but stones Ten percent diamond, ninety Cubic Zirconia The houses you televise, ain't your home Cause to own it, you got to pay mortgage on it When it's all over Most of y'all ain't gonna have nothing to show For what ya' had, cause ya' lost it all Running round trying to play big dog Keeping up with the Joneses Dude, your paper ain't that long Motherf**ers wanna hear a good song Not how many cars ya' got parked in them White Folk's yard That's why I can cut off, to cut back on Jump slam off the same dude Come back home Hit the file cabinet, homeboy Check my card, I been real since the day I was born Holla at ya' folks Holla at ya' folks Holla at ya' folks Yeah, Dave what up Holla at ya' folks Holla at ya' folks Holla at ya' folks Yeah, White what up Get at ya' people Show em' you glad to see em' Holla at ya' folks Yo, Rob what up Get at ya' people Show em' you glad to see em' Holla at ya' folks Malique I don't like him He don't like me We don't like each other So now we got beef Now I'm supposed to wait for good a** [?] Telling the whole world how dude hurt my feelings Please I wish I would let the Game play me You gotta problem, send your record sales to see me You can meet me after the session, out in the street And I can give ya' anything you need I don't talk about nobody, to nobody Mine discreet Can't 106 & Park, talk the grief Then ya' wonder who the clown supposed [?] Tell the Engineer to go back and replay your lead See, it's right there Sixteen when they Give ya' sixteen, take it from me Handle it like ya' handle the streets Said they was gansta' Folk told me Holla at ya' folks Holla at ya' folks Holla at ya' folks Yeah, Tim what up Holla at ya' folks Holla at ya' folks Holla at ya' folks Yeah, Tate what up Get at ya' people Show em' you glad to see em' Holla at ya' folks Yo, Jay what up Get at ya' people Show em' you glad to see em' Holla at ya' folks Big Sean No, I ain't went Jake yet on ya' Still me Still freak-a-leeking a freak Still rock things give a polar bear locked knee's Still push things [?] [?] Plenty a cheese Spend it like I don't even need it Like five G's a week, just on these [?] Try three-thousand pair of sneaks Dude, holla' at me And I can walk around turning up my nose at the beef Wouldn't even care How many thought I was mean There's one thing, that ain't me Holla' at your people Holla at ya' folks Holla at ya' folks Holla at ya' folks Yeah, Cam what up Holla at ya' folks Holla at ya' folks Holla at ya' folks Yeah, Joe what up Get at ya' people Show em' you glad to see em' Holla at ya' folks Yo, Jack what up Get at ya' people Show em' you glad to see em' Holla at ya' folks Big Ray Holla at ya' folks Holla at ya' folks Holla at ya' folks Yeah, Frank what up Holla at ya' folks Holla at ya' folks Holla at ya' folks Yeah, Pete what up Get at ya' people Show em' you glad to see em' Holla at ya' folks Yo, Will what up Get at ya' people Show em' you glad to see em' Holla at ya' folks Hey Dre