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Bighand-NO - Holla Back Lyrics



Bighand-NO - Holla Back Lyrics




Yeah this is Nonizzle this in the mixtape 2003 we going to do it big man
I see y'all niggas getting Deals shining off
That whack fremme peanut butter bullshit a look this NO man we bout to do it
I stay blowing on niggas I never Give a f*ck
Anytime I'm in the booth lova

The boy ball like where the magic play no not none of your habits
Lay low to the timing is Fabolous pray flow so Niggas is average no chain
But my watch like you son of a bastard young you try to take it
I put one in your cabbage So you done in the casket
I spit for them niggas who have it they getting digits
Cause they stay going at it and plus NO at the apogee of rapping apparently
You niggas slackin so get an arbitrator
I got bars full of flavor neighbor broads on a two-way player
They want to ball wit the dogs and get it all on their Face
Like the newest makeup bluish Jacob dude is Caked Up from doing this Yea
I promise you ruin this your blue and stiff somewhere the feds clueless as shit
All you labels get your checkbook
Investment coming you try to shaft me boy your best be runnin the best is comin
Go that's that dude he's so hot and Look at you you're so not

It's NO NO keeping it tight but just hit me if you want to ride Holla back
For sure it's whatever the night long as I hit by the end of the night Holla back
A youngn and got his eyes on the prize before I die take care da survived Holla Back
I'm here to provide its scary Cuz I feel it inside I give it a try Holla back

And ah
Pardon my French shit f*ck damn son of a bitch how you feel you f*ckin with this
I'm in the bucket with a bitch I Stays Pimpin and I Blaze infinite I'm so a f*cking mazin NO
Yall niggas aggravate me with them flows Aimless tell you some names
Nigga lets not play them games as a young Boy Mama used to tell me something son
You got to obtain if you offended a main then I guess you the lame as far
As rappin things subject to change my ambition amen thank the Lord
I'm talented OG scream that child gifted Between my songs and my money
You hate the most balance em who gives a f*ck Skip a whip get a truck get a Bitch
Suck my dick forget a f*ck and make sure my not come clean like Jeru goodnight to you too
Biotch

It's NO NO keeping it tight but just hit me if you want to ride Holla back
For sure it's whatever the night long as I hit by the end of the night Holla back
A youngn and got his eyes on the prize before I die take care da survived Holla Back
I'm here to provide is scary cuz I feel it inside I give it a try Holla back

Check
Put his face on the source the boy Jive put his face on the corpse all drama
Gettin faced wit my torch on 95 catch me Racin da horse skrrr in the strip club
Slangin syrup always on the up like some birds lova get so many Bucks for Them words
Is it us or the things that we splurge get me f*cked doggie them bangers a jerk
Now the mother F*cking lame on the curb what you think of da hearse
You remain in the dirt yeah don't even have to take it outside Player
We get it right here dirty District rep right here what da happen get the crackn
Get da clappn no beef cuz it's Well done burnt flattened yea chillin wit a sweet senorita
In Manhattan can't keep her from beatin my meat up I Ain't trippin so official
Yea y'all niggas holla back

It's NO NO keeping it tight but just hit me if you want to ride
For sure it's whatever the night long as I hit by the end of the night
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Yeah this is Nonizzle this in the mixtape 2003 we going to do it big man
I see y'all niggas getting Deals shining off
That whack fremme peanut butter bullshit a look this NO man we bout to do it
I stay blowing on niggas I never Give a f*ck
Anytime I'm in the booth lova

The boy ball like where the magic play no not none of your habits
Lay low to the timing is Fabolous pray flow so Niggas is average no chain
But my watch like you son of a bastard young you try to take it
I put one in your cabbage So you done in the casket
I spit for them niggas who have it they getting digits
Cause they stay going at it and plus NO at the apogee of rapping apparently
You niggas slackin so get an arbitrator
I got bars full of flavor neighbor broads on a two-way player
They want to ball wit the dogs and get it all on their Face
Like the newest makeup bluish Jacob dude is Caked Up from doing this Yea
I promise you ruin this your blue and stiff somewhere the feds clueless as shit
All you labels get your checkbook
Investment coming you try to shaft me boy your best be runnin the best is comin
Go that's that dude he's so hot and Look at you you're so not

It's NO NO keeping it tight but just hit me if you want to ride Holla back
For sure it's whatever the night long as I hit by the end of the night Holla back
A youngn and got his eyes on the prize before I die take care da survived Holla Back
I'm here to provide its scary Cuz I feel it inside I give it a try Holla back

And ah
Pardon my French shit f*ck damn son of a bitch how you feel you f*ckin with this
I'm in the bucket with a bitch I Stays Pimpin and I Blaze infinite I'm so a f*cking mazin NO
Yall niggas aggravate me with them flows Aimless tell you some names
Nigga lets not play them games as a young Boy Mama used to tell me something son
You got to obtain if you offended a main then I guess you the lame as far
As rappin things subject to change my ambition amen thank the Lord
I'm talented OG scream that child gifted Between my songs and my money
You hate the most balance em who gives a f*ck Skip a whip get a truck get a Bitch
Suck my dick forget a f*ck and make sure my not come clean like Jeru goodnight to you too
Biotch

It's NO NO keeping it tight but just hit me if you want to ride Holla back
For sure it's whatever the night long as I hit by the end of the night Holla back
A youngn and got his eyes on the prize before I die take care da survived Holla Back
I'm here to provide is scary cuz I feel it inside I give it a try Holla back

Check
Put his face on the source the boy Jive put his face on the corpse all drama
Gettin faced wit my torch on 95 catch me Racin da horse skrrr in the strip club
Slangin syrup always on the up like some birds lova get so many Bucks for Them words
Is it us or the things that we splurge get me f*cked doggie them bangers a jerk
Now the mother F*cking lame on the curb what you think of da hearse
You remain in the dirt yeah don't even have to take it outside Player
We get it right here dirty District rep right here what da happen get the crackn
Get da clappn no beef cuz it's Well done burnt flattened yea chillin wit a sweet senorita
In Manhattan can't keep her from beatin my meat up I Ain't trippin so official
Yea y'all niggas holla back

It's NO NO keeping it tight but just hit me if you want to ride
For sure it's whatever the night long as I hit by the end of the night
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Norris Jenkins
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Length: 4:16
Written by: Norris Jenkins

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