Holla at Me Lyrics

Uh, Boom, Boom
We ballin' in the room
Sweepin' up my competition
call me Mr. broom.
Knockin' n***** over, call me bulldozer
one more drink for these b*** 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,
n**** look at my jewels
aviator shades I ain't lookin' at you,
Ah chu, bless me twice,
be a rich n**** I be s***in' on your life

magazine covers, magnem rubbers
I mean magnum, I don't f*** with stragglers
n***** want drama, Gangsta Grillz b******s
did you check the caption lights camera, action

Holla at Me Boo, Holla at Me Baby, (x3)
I'm Turnt Up, I'm Super Turnt Up (x2)

a n**** beat, beat
and shawty toot, toot,
blowin' out there brains
car need a new roof,
lookin' like a superstar when I roll thru
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** 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 s*** 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 s*** yeah I go hard,
don't stand in lines n**** I Bogart
fat boy celebrity cause I'm so large
and don't need no battery cause I'm in charge

Holla at Me Boo, Holla at Me Baby, (x3)
I'm Turnt Up, I'm Super Turnt Up (x2)
I'm hot mo'f****, get a plate b****
Don't say s***, get your face-lift
rose rich let tha champagne drip,
n***** swag jack but this L.A. s***
get it back, give it back, ain't 'bout s***,
snap back them ain't even rare, where the tag at,
wack-a** all up in my ear b**** bag back,
I bag bad b****** mo'f**** Kat Stacks,
(Tyga Laughs)
yellow n****, no cabs
Got the phantom out, no mats,
get your camera out uh, one flash,
hot beams steady shot clap your a**,
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

Holla at Me Boo, Holla at Me Baby, (x3)
I'm Turnt Up, I'm Super Turnt Up (x2)

Hey (x3)

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