Holla Back (f/ Carl Thomas) Lyrics - Eightball & Mjg

Yeah 

Shiny lips, round hips, I love dat 

I know you tired of them cats wit that old rap 

In ya face, breath stink, you can't think 

He wanna take you home 'cause you bought you a drink 

It's a trip, but don't trip 

Come flip wit this big 'ol playboy 

That's only if ya down 

Ya wit it wit it, let's hit the city 

Come roll wit it 

And you ain't got to spend a penny 

In ya fendy outfit 

It's so tight, you so right 

I wanna kick it wit you all night 

Hope you like me like that 

I know I can make you come right back 

A girl like you can get me on the right track 

Hold up, forget I even said that 

Wassup mama, you know where my head's at 

Take ya time, when you ready baby holla back 

Since I saw you I've only want to just to know you 

Give you the best of me 

I employ you but I won't play no fool to adore you 

Could you holla back at me? 

Let's take a trip, lets get away, a few days 

To a beach house, champagne everyday 

Hot sand between ya toes 

Ya skin smell sweet ma, just like a rose 

I wanna get to know you better 

Let's take a stroll 

Forget about that club hoppin' 

That shit is old 

Me and you connectin' from the soul 

Make love with protection 

That's how it goes 

(Since I saw you) 

Wanna be wit you 

Tell me what you wanna do 

Keep it hot, and I can keep it brand new 

Feel me, and I'ma try to feel you 

Wake up in the morning and see the real you 

Hope we can stay on the same page 

Hope we make love every single day 

Don't we got this now 

All you need to do is holla at me 

Since I saw you I've only want just to know you 

Give you the best of me 

I employ you but I won't play no fool to adore you 

Could you holla back at me? 

Baby girl, hot girl, my girl, fa sho girl 

We can make this me and yo' world 

Don't stop, make it hit the floor, girl 

The more you do it, I love it even more, girl 

Got me talking 'bout you all in my flow, girl 

Got me lookin for you all at my show, girl 

Don't think, I can take it any mo' 

Don't know why I'm trippin', baby I got plenty mo' 

Dime pieces, but one like you 

I can't explain this thing that I'm going through 

Something that you doing got me comin' back, ma 

Take my number, when you ready holla back 

Since I saw you I've only want just to know you 

Give you the best of me 

I employ you but I won't play no fool to adore you 

Could you holla back at me? 

Since I saw you I've only want just to know you 

Give you the best of me 

I employ you but I won't play no fool to adore you 

Could you holla back at me? 

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