Holla at Me Video (MV)

Now put your hands in the air
If you's a true player
This is for the honnies getting money
Playing niggas like dummies
Damn
Now if you got a gun up on your waist
Please don't shoot up the place
Cuz I'm eyeing this lady tonight, that should be having my baby, baby

You know I see you staring
I know you see me shining
So come and holla at me
Holla at me, holla at me
You with your girls over there
But I'm standing over here
Come and holla at me
Holla at me, holla at me
Girl, I don't bite
Tryna show you a good time tonight
Come and holla at me
Holla at me, holla at me
That way I can holla back at you
And Ima see what you can do
Baby, holla at me, holla at me, holla at me

You know I see you staring
I know you see me shining
So come and holla at me
Holla at me, holla at me
You with your girls over there
But I'm standing over here
Come and holla at me
Holla at me, holla at me
Girl, I don't bite
Tryna show you a good time tonight
Come and holla at me
Holla at me, holla at me
That way I can holla back at you
And Ima see what you can do
Baby, holla at me, holla at me, holla at me

First of all, where your momma at?
I might have to pay her back in cash
The way she blessed you with that ass shordy
Know I ain't the first, but I'm tryna be your last shordy
All you gotta do, is come holla at me, holla at me
Walked in the club
Ballas show me love
Then I saw you with that white dress on
A western dove
Looking fine in your makeup
Got your hair and nails done
Your friends look like the sample
In my mind, I'm like I'll take one
Floors kinda crowded
But I spot you, what that say about you
My age too
Like my birthday isn't coming soon
You slim thick
Got that curve like a half-moon
You looking like desert
And I don't need a spoon
5'2, I'm 6 feet
She likes a tall nigga
Ain't built like Michael B Jordan
But I got a handsome figure
And I'm handsome
Can you figure
I'd choose you over your Siamese sister
Like stop playing anyway
I'm like what's your name
Who you with?
Like your fit
Cute as shit
Take you to the floor
I'm tryna vibe witchu' a little bit
Got your girlfriends giggling
Thinking like who this nigga is
Compared to them there ain't no synonyms

We can listen to some Marvin Gaye
Some Luther Vandross
Or can bump some Rick Ross
Cuz you know that Ima boss baby
I'm tryna spoil you
I ain't caring What it costs baby
I just need somebody through my Wins
And my losses baby

I want you to be my rock
Just do it
Nike balboa
Tell them niggas in your DMs that the game's over
End of the night, I'm tryna have my arms around your shoulders
Hot nigga, like Jahlil Beats
So (Holla at me)

You know I see you staring
I know you see me shining
So come and holla at me
Holla at me, holla at me
You with your girls over there
But I'm standing over here
Come and holla at me
Holla at me, holla at me
Girl, I don't bite
Tryna show you a good time tonight
Come and holla at me
Holla at me, holla at me
That way I can holla back at you
See what you can do
Baby, holla at me, holla at me, holla at me

Girl stop playing with me
Baby just come and holla at me
Girl stop playing with me
Baby just come and holla at me
Young
Girl stop playing with me
Baby just come and holla at me
Yeah
Baby, you deserve an award
If you tryna cop a trophy come and Holla at your boy
Yeah