Hollerin'

I got skinny jeans on, so I got my swagger

I got new kicks and embarrass my naggaz

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, the boy is sick

I'm Adam Sandler so fuck your clique

I hang with dogs like Michael Vick

And you girls get wet like a glass of Quik

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, ahh!!

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 niggaz mad at me like Baby Boppers

These niggaz slept on me like old pajamas

You niggaz 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 Bearded Papa

Girl I ain't playin I'll treat ya proper

I got (No Limits) 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

Your boy got books like he made of lockers

The girl got legs like a pair of Dockers

And we don't trick 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