Holla At Me

[Intro]

Jahlil Beats, holla at me

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]

Uh, boom, boom, we ballin' in the room

Sweepin' up my competition, call me Mr. Broom

Knockin' niggas over, call me bulldozer

One more drink for these bi****, then it's over

'Cause I'ma strike that somethin' like a cobra

I know she want my venom, but I ain't gon' leave it in her

And right after I get her, she know she with a winner

And we straight to the crib, I ain't takin' her to dinner

Ha, nigga, look at my jewels

Aviator shades, I ain't lookin' at you

Achoo, bless me twice

Ill rich nigga, I be sh*****' on your life (Ha)

Magazine covers, magneem rubbers

I mean Magnum, I don't fuck with stragglers

Niggas want drama, Gangsta Grillz bastards

Did you check the caption? Lights camera, action

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)

Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)

Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)

I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up

Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)

Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)

Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)

I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]

A nigga beep beep and shawty toot, toot

Blowin' out their brains, car need a new roof

Lookin' like a superstar when I roll through

And shawty, I'm the truth, so mama, what it do?

Now let's ride out, ain't no trippin'

When we dippin' to my hide-out

Big dipper 'cause you sippin' on my bottle

Only f*****' with them A-listin' models

Now let's get it like

Low fitted, if you done it, then I did it

If you kick it, then I'm with it

We can do this ish all night

Your limit don't compare to my limit

When I'm in it and I get it

I'ma give it to you all night

I'm the sh**, ha, yeah, I go hard

Don't stand in lines, nigga, I bogart

Bad boy celebrity 'cause I'm so large

And don't need no battery 'cause I'm in charge

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)

Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)

Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)

I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up

Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)

Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)

Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)

I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up

[Verse 3: Tyga]

Ha, I'm hot motherfucker, get a plate, bitch

Don't say shit (Uh), get your face-lift

Rosé bitch, let the champagne drip

Niggas swag jack but this L.A. shit (Uh)

Get it back, give it back ain't 'bout shit

Snapback, them ain't even rare, where the tag at?

Oh, wack-ass all up in my ear, bitch, back-back

I bag bad bitches, motherfuck a Kat Stacks, haha

Yellow nigga, no cabs (No cabs)

Got the Phantom out, uh, no mask (No mask)

Get your camera out, uh, one flash

Hot beams steady shot, cl-cl-clap your ass

Uh, T Raw, I'm so uh

Locs on, Chucks low, black beanie dog

Patrón top wash straight from the liquor store

I'm turnt up (Turnt up), I can't feel my face so...

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)

Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)

Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)

I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up

Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)

Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)

Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)

I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up