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Holla Holla Lyrics

Ja Rule:


Chorus: (2X)


(Holla Holla)


All my niggaz thats ready to get (Dollaz Dollaz)


Bitches know who can get em a little (Hotta Hotta)


Come on, If you rollin' wit me (Follow Follow)


Its Murda..





Verse 1:


Think you fuckin' wit Ja, Nada


Watcha wanna go Dolla for Dolla??? (Holla Holla)


My niggaz is (Hotta Hotta)


Fucks plenty bitches, and dug bitches for petty niggaz


You look in me eyes and tell me they style aint ridiculous


(Bitches Bitches) Pop da pussy and bounce like (Hit it Hit it)


Sure if your favorite is long (Get it Get it) Baby Baby


Dont you wanna leave tonite and fuck with me


Cause we really need to be freaking off at any cost


Its on me, if you married, then get a divorce


When I hits it, some women get twisted


Have em' twitchin', like "Damn look what the dick did"


I just wanna hit it the worst way, right after a long day


And put the puss on lay-a-way, Heard me?


Im that, Dirty nigga that get you hot, and heat it


Baby girl if you want it as bad as you need it





Chorus: Repeat 2x





Verse 2:


Let me holla at my true thugs


If niggas want war, bust slugs


Nigga, what? Im hotta hotta and just cant be touched


Plus, anybody that fucks with me, gonna get felt


How many want it? Determines how the slugs get dealt


Cuz I (Spit em' Spit em')


Choke them niggas like roaches and then (Clip em' Clip em)


Long as Im alive, Ima (Hit em' Hit em')


Respect mines, to the day of my demise


Dont fuck with me, cuz the flow's (Killa Killa)


Whoever eva who wants it?


Its yours, now your gonna (Get it Get it)


(Feela Feela) Nigga full of holes


Treat em' like hoes, and show no love to them homo thugs


Its us you wanna fuck with


As soon as them slugs skip from body to body


Go from grave to bit


I dont respect it, plus niggas commited treason


Who want it with Ja? Who ready to die breathing?





Chorus: Repeat 2x





Verse 3:


Ja baby, one of the many, many niggas who sip Henny


With the the two seaters, sittin on twenties


I, I be wit running in, running out


Then, thou bestow hit em' up, gun em' down


Niggaz aint ready for Ja, any way, any how


I give it give it to niggaz, claimin' that they live it


Real (Niggaz Niggaz) brandish the iron and flash


Like (Hold this Hold this) when you got nothing to live for


Notice, niggaz be hot, and more explosive


Focus, ready to rip em' up with the dope, this


My life, niggaz is frontin', and stuntin' for nothing


Better act right, fore' I spark and dim your lights??


Im a hazard, to niggaz, a bastard


To bitches, when in doubt, go for stealth, and clap the finish


Anything movin' rightfully hit for wrong doin'


I'ma follow and enourage all my niggaz to WHAT?!?





Chorus: Repeat til' end