Holla at Me

[Intro: Birdman] Yeah Holla at Bird Beezy, baby J Pheezy Where Rasheezy at, nigga? We gon do this like this nigga, come on [Verse 1: Birdman] A pimp, a hustler, a gangster, a thug Money dealer buy out the club Hit the kitchen and the oven, show the block mo' love Cooking up 50 bricks for them thugs It's Birdman bitch, with a strap and a plug So fly and the Bentley on dubs Gucci her down, Rasheeda my round You fuck with her bad, we tear up the town Do it for the R, with the rocks and pounds Rocket turn the smile to a frown Shoot a hundred, bet a thousand, let's bet some Better house, better whip, connect something Jazze Pheezy, Bird Beezy, baby In the Bentley raw blue, baby Rasheeda I take ya to the car lot Cop a whip, you the braud from my own block [Chorus: Jazze Pha & Rasheeda] Gotta love money, holla at me If you ride with your honey, holla at me If you really wanna ball, holla at me We can tear down the mall, holla at me I can parking lot pimp, holla at me With the lobster and shrimp, holla at me Wanna buy out the bar, holla at me Won't sleep till we fall, holla at me [Verse 2: Rasheeda] Who's that chick in the new GT? Shoes Jimmy Chews, jeans Franky B Now that's fly, just call me the boss Gotta love a chicc who can show you how to floss And as far as your man goes I don't want him till he gets enough zeros I keep it G on deck Do away with a lame like a badass cheque And happy meals, I don't do that 4 stars plus, homeboy I thought you knew that Keep the bongo, I rock Bagari You hoppin' in the cab while I hop in my Pharrari [Chorus: Jazze Pha & Rasheeda] Gotta love money, holla at me If you ride with your honey, holla at me If you really wanna ball, holla at me We can tear down the mall, holla at me I can parking lot pimp, holla at me With the lobster and shrimp, holla at me Wanna buy out the bar, holla at me Won't sleep till we fall, holla at me [Verse 3: Jazze Pha & Rasheeda] What you got inside that Gucci purse? I love the name, but I'd rather have a coochie first This my Gucci, and that's your Prada That's my daddy, and that's my mama I'm in the alligator shoes, with the belt to match A pimp can't lose, I'm a certified [?] $24k on a flee boy rack With the diamond in the back, diamond in the back, diamond in the back Said 200 rocks with the four foot screen Came a long way from the 215 Rasheeda, J Pheezy, Number 1 Stunna 28's on the [?] hummer Now give it up to the number one drummer Mannie Fresh, Jazze Pha, 20 more summers Yello ice on my wrist and my watch Turn around baby, and drop it like it's hot [Chorus: Jazze Pha & Rasheeda] Gotta love money, holla at me If you ride with your honey, holla at me If you really wanna ball, holla at me We can tear down the mall, holla at me I can parking lot pimp, holla at me With the lobster and shrimp, holla at me Wanna buy out the bar, holla at me Won't sleep till we fall, holla at me