Dj Khaled - Holla at Me Baby lyrics

You got the right one, it's wheezy f**in' baby And if your woman lookin', I'll let the woman taste me Okay now I'm with Khaled, we wilin' in Miami We got a bunch of b**hes, we pile em in the Phantom They follow us to mansion but I don't mean the club I'm talking bout my crib, mama I'm trying to f** It's cash money baby, it's young money b**h Now you can swallow that or you can s** a dick Okay, tell me sh**, Lil Wayne f** a b**h Lil' n***a, big money, big gun full of that sh** n***a I ain't Will Smith, nah, I ain't a Fresh Prince n***a I'm a young king, n***a I'm a Bun B Yup, I go hard, ask my broad Miss Stevie Wonder, she ain't lookin' at y'all (She can't see) The rest goes without me having to say I say, go, go, go, go (DJ) Holla at me, what it do, what it is? You ain't never seen a playa like this (Holla at me baby) I'm a pimp, I'll show her how I live Take her back then I put it in her wrist (Holla at me baby) I'm a monster, I do it real big You ain't never seen rocks like this (Holla at me baby) You can see me from afar, I'm the sh** Scream at me, What it do, what it is? (What it do?) It's Paul Wall baby, Swishahouse club rocker Chunk a deuce, sip a deuce, pourin' a big Goose vodka Lone Star beast straight up out the H Sure stoppin' all the hate, sippin' on the ski taste I got the INS on my tail, immigration still hara** Cause they see me in a foreign ridin' on imported gla** Gettin' cash is my number one task Until I'm under the gra**, that's why I'm top of the cla** I'm a grit boy lookin' for an a** like Ketoy Leave a b**h back all nutty like Almond Joy My boy toy IE got to sleep and eat Got the sweets and who got the freaks? Beat it up like an a** whipping The album dropped and there's been a lot of a** kissing But I ain't trippin', I'm trill That's why I'm postin' with Khaled cause he real one A hundred baby, like the bill Holla at me baby Holla at me, what it do, what it is? You ain't never seen a playa like this (Holla at me baby) I'm a pimp, I'll show her how I live Take her back then I put it in her wrist (Holla at me baby) I'm a monster, I do it real big You ain't never seen rocks like this (Holla at me baby) You can see me from afar, I'm the sh** Scream at me, What it do, what it is? (What it do?) Nah homie, you done got it f**ed up You ain't got as much money as us, nope We sent Campbell in cause he got goggles on And he's pushing something far and it's f**ed Now all I gotta do is push a little bu*ton quick fast And the chopper come out of the stash Yeah money ain't j**els, motherf**er you lose I'll make you do the f** Sean Comb dance, follow me now Who wanna come test the kid? Have your baby mama bless the team sh**, I ain't even know she could twerk it like that She a motherf**in' s** machine Holla at me baby Holla at me, what it do, what it is? You ain't never seen a playa like this (Holla at me baby) I'm a pimp, I'll show her how I live Take her back then I put it in her wrist (Holla at me baby) I'm a monster, I do it real big You ain't never seen rocks like this (Holla at me baby) You can see me from afar, I'm the sh** Scream at me, What it do, what it is? (What it do?) Stuntin' in a magnum, ridin' with my hat low Forty-five magnum, barrel full of air holes Dade County, represent, Dopeboy ever since Know that I'ma veteran, million dollar residence Rick Ross, big chips, AK's, flip clips Off set rims on a rear six inch lips Started on the benches, rose through the trenches Now I want my sh** b**h, go and check your senses Known for the Benz's, chrome on the Bentley's Smokin' on the Mentley's, Dade County big cheese Flip soft, whip that, Rick Ross rip that Khaled go hard dawg, talk to em Paul Wall Holla at me, what it do, what it is? You ain't never seen a playa like this (Holla at me baby) I'm a pimp, I'll show her how I live Take her back then I put it in her wrist (Holla at me baby) I'm a monster, I do it real big You ain't never seen rocks like this (Holla at me baby) You can see me from afar, I'm the sh** Scream at me, What it do, what it is? (What it do?) It's Mr. 3-0-5 a.k.a Mr. Snort yay, spit rocks, made in Dade I owe my future to last name Campbell, first name Luther The gun-shine state where they shoot ya Bought him the crib, what it do, what it is? Bust a clip, flip a brick, hey buddy where's the lick? That's all we talk about, well welcome to the South We in, get the bread, then we out, no doubt Harlas and priests, these boys dirty They'll f** your mother, sister, daughter and nieces Ahora loca, mueve la cadera Abre la boca y viene la madera Holla at me, what it do, what it is? You ain't never seen a playa like this (Holla at me baby) I'm a pimp, I'll show her how I live Take her back then I put it in her wrist (Holla at me baby) I'm a monster, I do it real big You ain't never seen rocks like this (Holla at me baby) You can see me from afar, I'm the sh** Scream at me, What it do, what it is? (What it do?)