me to give it up. and I ain't gonna front, I'm a nasty girl but I'm a classy girl. Pussycat, pussycat, ereh dolls on the floor. I can holla at the
two seater, Holla if you hear me now And I'm like WHOA... I can't wait for us to be alone (tell me) So tell me, tell me what ya say ma You've been keepin
me, hug me The music man, girls, they love me So which one of y'all gone sip some crystal? If you ain't old enough then holla at Chris Brown Everyone
to wreck when I pop tha fuckin trunk rollin 84's, nigga Ima pro, steppin out call me Haircut Joe cuttin on tha fros, holla at ya know watch me come down
family affair [Hook] [Bun B] Hold up, gots to holla at the playas from my city Real, trill ballers makin' half hustlers look shitty Talkin' bout lend a brown
? Malibu get trashy Chris brown couldn't bash me Coz I'm down to take puff From Kimberly and Cassie David Beckham,Timberlake, Taylor Loutner remember me
and get together, b, 'cause now you gots ta ride out, bitch oh chris, can you, do it again, that's what they askin me hit skins, causin catastrophe, get penned by me
in them dreams whoa Let's make this reality baby Holla at ya boy at the Grammy's shows Or wherever you see a nigga at Oh Boy! That's all it takes son
that in them jeans woo Aye, aye, let me holla at you for a minute Hey what it is, they call me Bow Wizzle Now pop lock drop it for me, make that
Chris Brown] Holla at me boo, Holla at me beh [x3] I'm turn't up, I'm super turn't up [x2] [repeat] [Verse 2 - Chris Brown] A nigga beat, beat And shawty
ya'll?) Tell me. [Verse 2:] Come here, come here walk for me. (Walk for me) Let me see what they be telling me. (Telling me) Bout that thing, I just
let me know) Let me see if you can run it, run it girl indeed I can run it, run it [2x] (Chris come on man ... ) [Chris Brown] You'll see Girl I can
3: Chris Brown] Ma, take a break, let me explain to you, What ya body got a young boy ready to do. If you take a chance, and let me put them things on
My Dome (yeah) I Know Want You Want [Chorus x2] [Verse 3: T-Pain] Shawty Let Me Holla At You You So Hot-Hot-Hot-Hot You Think I'd Be Holling If You
in them jeans woo Aye, aye, let me holla at chu for a minute Hey what it is they call me Bow Wizzle Now pop lock and drop for me, make that thang jiggle
for eight hundred dollars Jigga Man, holla {*click*, *dial tone*} [Beans] 1-900-Hustler, Sigel, holla at your boy [Chris] Whassup Sig? This Chris out
family affair [Hook] [Bun B] Hold up, gots to holla at the playas from my city Real, trill ballers makin' half ass hustlers look shitty Talkin' bout Linda Brown