Holla at Me Baby Lyrics - DJ Khaled


1 [Khaled]

2 This is...This is

3 This is...AND HE GOES BY THE NAME OF


4 [Lil Wayne]

5 Yeah you got the right one, It's Weezy Fuckin Baby

6 And if your woman lookin, I'll let the woman taste me

7 Okay now I'm with Khaled, we wilyn in Miami

8 We got a bunch of bitches, we pile em in the phantom

9 They follow us to Mansion but I don't mean the club

10 I'm talking bout my crib, mama I'm trying to fuck

11 It's Cash Money Baby, It's Young Money Biatch

12 Now you can swallow that or you can suck a dick

13 Okay, tell me shit, Lil Wayne fuck a bitch

14 Lil' nigga, big money, big gun full of that shit

15 Nigga I ain't Will Smith, Nah, I ain't a fresh prince

16 Nigga I'm a young king, Nigga I'm a Bun B

17 Yup, I go hard, ask my broad

18 Miss Stevie Wonder, she ain't lookin at y'all (She can't see)

19 The rest goes without me having to say

20 I say, go, go, go, go (DJ)


21 [Chorus: Paul Wall]

22 Holla at me, What it do, What it is

23 You ain't never seen a playa like this (Holla at me baby)

24 I'm a pimp, I'll show her how I live

25 Take her back then I put it in her wrist (Holla at me baby)

26 I'm a monster, I do it real big

27 You ain't never seen rocks like this (Holla at me baby)

28 You can see me from a far I'm the shit

29 Scream at me What it do, What it is (What It Do)


30 [Paul Wall]

31 It's Paul Wall baby, Swishahouse club rocker

32 Chunk a deuce, sip a deuece, pourin up big goose vodka

33 Lone star beast straight up out the H

34 Sure stoppin all the hate, sippin on the ski taste

35 I got the I-N-S on my tail, immigration still harass

36 Cause they see me in a foriegn ridin on a pointed glass

37 Gettin cash is my number one task

38 Until I'm under the grass, that's why I'm top of the class

39 I'm a grit boy lookin for an ass like Ketoya

40 Leave a bitch back all nutty like Almond Joy

41 My boy Toy I E got to sleep

42 And we got to see and who got the freaks?

43 Beat it up like an ass whipping

44 The album dropped and there's been a lot of ass kissing

45 But I ain't trippin, I'm trill

46 That's why I'm posted with Khaled cause he real one

47 A hundred baby like a bill, Holla at me baby


48 [Chorus]


49 [Fat Joe]

50 Nah homie, you done got it fucked up

51 You ain't got as much money as us (Nope)

52 We sent Campbell in cause he got goggles on

53 and he's pushing something far and it's fucked

54 Now all I gotta do is push a little button quick fast

55 And the chopper come out of the stash

56 Yeah money ain't jewels motherfucker you lose

57 I'll make you do the Fuck Sean Comb dance (Follow me now)

58 Who wanna come test the kid

59 Have your baby mama bless the team

60 Shit, I ain't even know she could twerk it like that

61 She a motherfuckin sex machine, Holla at me baby


62 [Chorus]


63 [Rick Ross]

64 Stuntin in a magnum ridin with my hat low

65 Forty-five magnum, barrel full of air holes

66 Dade County, represent, Dopeboy ever since

67 Know that I'ma veteran, Million dollar president

68 Rick Ross, big chips, AK's, flip clips

69 Off set rims on a rear six inch lips

70 Started on the benches, rose through the trenches

71 Now I'm the shit bitch, go and check your senses

72 Known for the benz's, Chrome on the bentleys

73 Smokin on the mentleys, Dade county, big cheese

74 Flip soft, whip that, Rick Ross rip that

75 Khaled go hard dawg, talk to em Paul Wall


76 [Chorus]


77 [Pitbull]

78 It's Mr. 3-0-5 A.K.A

79 Mr. Snort yay, spit rocks, made in day

80 I owe my future to

81 Last name Campbell, first name Luther

82 The gun shine stayed, well that shoulda

83 Bought him the crib, what it do, what it is

84 Bust a clip, flip a brick, hey buddy where's the lick?

85 That's all we talk about, well welcome to the south

86 We in, get our bread then we out, no doubt

87 Harlas and priests

88 These boys dirty, they'll fuck your mother, sister, daughter and nieces

89 Oye da loca, mueve a la carada, oye da loca, even la meraya (?)


90 [Chorus]


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