Holla holla holla at a playa (Better late then never) Holla holla holla at a playa
You can go and tell them other boys not to bother It's the remix and I'm back with Dr. Carter (what it is) We talking millions in that six duece inch navy blue mercedes Oh you ain't know it's Young Molla baby Your boyfriend is a toyfriend, he ain't getting no paper Run and tell him later then holla at a playa If you getting money blow that sour in the ayer You wish you were the hottest on your side of the equator Call the whip Soulja Boy, doors do the Superman (YOUOO) Ya that's the superman we call it the Lago G Star car goes boot us outta stars YO That boy ain't getting char bro I hit the gears Operation where the fuck the car go I'm the dawg now with stars like Tony R.O.M.O. It's the remix but I been dope
Now if you seen me in the coupe and the wrist ice blue If you trying to get it like me I'm a tell ya what to do Now mami if you with your man and he got cuffs on your hand When he slipping turn his head I'm a tell ya what's the plan
Ok Baby I'm the shit so can you bring me some tissha Air freshener but bitch I'm fresha I can get ya girl to come and kiss me on the pisser Get her outta clothes and get her pussy to take a picta Catching lines and hooks, I am like a fisher Fire like a flicka, tie em like a twista Boy I clap like Hurricane Chrisa Who the hell is a well paid nigga D Wayne Carter but you can call me Mista D Wayne Carter I got my shit in order When I say overtime I don't mean to flip quarter Cause I ain't playing games in em And I ain't saying names and if I ever say a name it would be Benjamin Frank I got money in the bank, I got money in the back Got some under the bed put some money on your head New Orleans Eastside blood gang All red all yellow cornbread fall back Am I rollin ya bitch I might be Sleep with the nina like I'm cheating on wifey Millz had to tell me to stop recycling verses and since I don't write it
If you see me when you see me say you see me hey Wayne Like you got 4 seats at a basketball game (YA) Holla At A Playa but if you a faker Holla at me neighbor don't holla at my neighbor neighbor YA
Holla at a playa but don't scream at me You don't wanna get whipped So throw some cream at me Whipped cream guts in the whip that's I'm a muthafucka but I ain't meeting Karen
V Cal[? ] looking like it's from another planet My diamonds like Chris Brown They can't stop em from dancing They just show off wall to wall they go off
Get how you live or die trying High Robin don't have an eye problem Pistol on my hip I got a thigh problem Rock ya hips Crime Mob em
And let em boy know you would time bomb em Straight Osam em treat em like Hillary I'm a a up town problem Nigga
I come from the bottom the dirty below
And I'm from up top with armed verses And in case ya don't know I'm the newest on that Young Money team And I'm gonna bring that nigga Weezy mad more cream
Now if you seen me in the coupe and the wrist ice blue If you trying to get it like me I'm a tell ya what to do Now mami if you with your man and he got cuffs on your hand When he slipping turn his head I'm a tell ya what's the plan
Holla holla holla at a playa (Better late then never) Holla holla holla at a playa