Hollerin’

I got skinny jeans on, so I got my swagger
I got new kicks and embarrass my niggas
A skinny tattoo with a paintball space
So a nigga got bounce like a pinball game
I got housewives like my name was Bravo
The dude is Bueller, the world Chicago
I'm hard to follow, ya boy's sick
I'm Adam Sandler so fuck ya clique
I hang with dogs like Michael Vick
And ya girls get wet like a glass of quick
Cause your boy stay fresh like
A bunch of mints
And I fight this flow like a pacifist
A barrel of monkeys, a house of chimps
I'm way more fun than your boyfriend is
He need new jeans like a accident
Cause your boy right here
Where the action is, ah!

Don't talk about it you can live without it
You don't even need to go down?
Don't talk about it you can live without it
You don't even need to go down?
Cause you were hollerin', hollerin' "Oh!"
Hollerin', hollerin' "Oh!"
Hollerin', hollerin' "Oh!" girl
Cause you were hollerin', hollerin' "Oh!"
Hollerin', hollerin' "Oh!"
Hollerin', hollerin' "Oh!" girl

I said these niggas mad at
Me like Baby Mammas
These niggas slept on me like old pajamas
You niggas stay soft like Jon Secada
And this nigga stay lit like a candelabra
And even if I didn't have a million dollars
I would still have cream like Beard Papa
Girl I ain't playin' I'll treat ya proper
I got no limit's like Silkk the Shocker
You look too sweet like Betty Crocker
You could ride in the front
You could meet my partner
My boy in the back, you could meet my partner
But he ain't got a girl so
You should bring your partner
Ya boy got books like he made of lockers
The girl got legs like a pair of Dockers
Tito chip like empinadas
You should shake that shit
'til you got maracas

If we're together can do whatever
I'll make sure that you're close to me
Cause baby girl it's a fantasy
As long as you are here with me tonight

Cause I want ya cause I need ya girl
Cause I want ya cause I need ya girl, yeah