Wizkid – Holla at your boy Lyrics

Paroles de la chanson Holla At Your Boy :
When you see me come around
I got you looking at me (got you looking at me)
I don’t need to spend my cash
Cos my swag’s not hard to see
Cos my swag don’t lie
You can’t deny
You feeling right yeah
You’ll be alright just being by my side

No need for fronting (fronting girl)
Let me tell you something (something girl)
No need for long thing, cos you feel so good just standing by my side

No need for fronting (fronting girl)
Let me tell you something (something girl)
No need for long thing, cos you feel so good just standing by my side

If you see me drive by….holla at your boy
I got more swag….holla at your boy
I pop more bottles….holla at your boy
Chilling with models….holla at your boy

If you see me drive by….holla at your boy
I got more swag….holla at your boy
I pop more bottles….holla at your boy
Chilling with models….holla at your boy

Hey girl
You got me thinking…there’s many things i can do to u
Hey girl
You got me wishing….I could take you home with me
Lets take one step at a time, 2 by noon
Be my girl, with you I rule
You are fresh and fly, don’t deny
Nothing feels better

No need for fronting (fronting girl)
Let me tell you something (something girl)
No need for long thing, cos you feel so good just standing by my side

No need for fronting (fronting girl)
Let me tell you something (something girl)
No need for long thing, cos you feel so good just standing by my side

If you see me drive by….holla at your boy
I got more swag….holla at your boy
I pop more bottles….holla at your boy

Chilling with models….holla at your boy

If you see me drive by….holla at your boy
I got more swag….holla at your boy
I pop more bottles….holla at your boy
Chilling with models….holla at your boy

If you see me drive by….holla at your boy
I got more swag….holla at your boy
I pop more bottles….holla at your boy
Chilling with models….holla at your boy

If you up tonight and you feeling alright, holla at your boy (holla at your boy)
Your jeans sag low your fresh fly boy, holla at your boy (holla at your boy)
If you up tonight and you feeling alright, holla at your boy (holla at your boy)
You are a pretty fine girl and you got no boy, holla at your boy (holla at your boy)

No need for fronting (fronting girl)
Something (something girl)
Long thing, cos you feel so good just standing by my side
No need for fronting (fronting girl)
Something (something girl)
Long thing, cos you feel so good just standing by my side

If you see me drive by….holla at your boy
I got more swag….holla at your boy
I pop more bottles….holla at your boy
Chilling with models….holla at your boy

If you see me drive by….holla at your boy
I got more swag….holla at your boy
I pop more bottles….holla at your boy
Chilling with models….holla at your boy

If you see me drive by….
I got more swag…
I pop more bottles….
Chilling with models….

If you see me drive by….holla at your boy
I got more swag….holla at your boy
I pop more bottles….holla at your boy
Chilling with models….holla at your bo

Blac Youngsta – Beginners Lyrics

[Intro]
Better check your resources

[Chorus]
Yeah and I’ma shit on niggas in the winter (shit)
And when I go the war, I don’t surrender (bitch)
Yeah, and I don’t take a freaky bitch to dinner (ho)
Ooh, I been gettin’ money, you just a beginner

[Verse 1]
All that slick talkin’ that gon’ get yo’ head cracked
All my bitches gotta walk ’til they bring some bread back
And my soldiers can’t go home ’til they bring your head back
They took purple off the market but they brought the red back
I might jump up in that Maybach, just to let head back
I might run off on my plug and don’t bring the bread back
I remember way back, bro I’m talkin’ way back
And them pussy niggas runnin’ from me like a scared cat
When you run into them pussy nigga, tell ’em I said that
You might get your son back but can’t get his legs back
All that comin’ on Instagram, I read that
When I get through with yo’ bitch, you can get a head back
Thank you

[Chorus]
Yeah and I’ma shit on niggas in the winter (shit)
And when I go the war, I don’t surrender (bitch)
Yeah, and I don’t take a freaky bitch to dinner (ho)
Ooh, I been gettin’ money, you just a beginner (slow)

[Verse 2]
Boy, you think I’m really lyin’ on these songs? (ho)
You don’t think I really come up on them slums (no)
You don’t wanna see me pull up with them drums (ghost)
All that talkin’ and shit, I might cut your tongue (throat)
I been blockin’ that bitch when she hit my home (beep)
I be rockin’ that shit, it’s in my perform (gang-gang)
I be poppin’ that shit, oh she let it burn
We be tossin’ that bitch, we be takin’ turns
I don’t go nowhere without my Glock ho (hey)
I can’t go outside without my socks ho (uh)
I got bread on my line, I’m talkin’ ’bout guapo
I got the feds right behind me, time to hop over (nope)

[Chorus]
Yeah and I’ma shit on niggas in the winter (shit)
And when I go the war, I don’t surrender (bitch)
Yeah, and I don’t take a freaky bitch to dinner (ho)
Ooh, I been gettin’ money, you just a beginner (slow)