Hola/Holla — текст песни (Lone Star Ridaz)

(*ad-libs*)

[Happy P]
Oh god, I`m hollin` holla, Happy throwed, that`s what they yelling
When I roll up in my G-4, we came to spend a couple stacks
Shorts, t-shirts on caps, and we gone drink
Till my people collapse, so line em up
To the end of the bar, I ain`t playing slick
Here go a couple of dollars so keep em coming quick
And say what`s up ma`, she said what`s up though
I seen it in her face that the broad was a cut throat
And she`s a hustla, she like to stack her chips
And break bread with the click and roll the fancy whips
She told me, ain`t nothing fin to stop our shine
And we ain`t sipping cristal we sip the rolly with lime

(Chorus)
Hola, holla
She make em holla holla - 4x
She dance the salsa
She dance the cumbias
She dance meringue
And she shaking it like she want it, want it

[Low G]
Esempre, game and waballey le got cinuervo
Orlando, with the finest and the malano
Salsedo, and she love it guess it`s the pedro
Throw up ecan, and the moon in the sanad
Im-matchable, with the sound it be international
Ecapalo, cause my c-low be wet in tropical
Want to stop me bro, and I led on go pass arrapio
Pawetta, yeah us thugs try incometa
Wet back, this latino who`s representing
Wet back, it`s latino que representa
E loc e ghetto yo, and what I wanna do
Is see you shake it fast...

(Chorus)

[Baby Beesh]
Now what`s your name, what`s your name, what`s your name ma-ma
what`s your name, what`s your name, what`s your name la-la
what`s your name, what`s your name, what`s your name ma-ma
I wanna know her name...
She`s top notch, only be working with hot shots
Looking so famous she`s training in hot rock
Dirty dancing drop tops, keeping it on pop
Doing them crunk dances, licking a loli-pop
She make it bang like bazookas, she`s sweeter than my asuka
Hmm, mami chula nobody gone do it cooler
Crimination is passion, she smoke a sweet while she dancing
Y`all might be staring and glaring but baby ain`t even glancing
She got the real McCoy, now she gone fill your boy
So I`ma feel devoy with some of that thrill and joy
Now Baby Bash you a fool, sipping a margarita
Baby you know I want you but I really don`t need you

(Chorus)