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Holla Front

This song is by Fabolous.

I only spit what I know 'cause I'm sick with the flow
I might let my hair grow and start pickin' my fro
This is for the thugs on the dance floor sippin on mo
Tryin' to fight the bouncer before you get in his dough
2 minutes to go until I start rippin this show
But only two minutes ago I was hitting a dro
So was it two minutes ago or two minutes more,
I don't know either way she got to minutes to f*** oh
You started it you better fnish it
Why you acting like my dick wont touch the rest of your throat
Yeah I said it and you can finish the quote
I'm down to rock it but why you smell like fish on a boat
I'm sick of it
You think I'm lickin' your toes
Smell me cumin when when I stick my baby d** in your nose
I skipped little leagues, went straight to the pros
Ask anybody in these fifty states, they know

East coast where you at
West side where you at
All the people int the front let me hear you holla back
Plays are set,
Spendin stack
Feelin' that, let me know and just holla back
Up north what you want
Dirty south what you want
All my people in the back, let me hear you holla front
Roll a blunt, holla front
Gettin' drunk, holla front
If your whip got that dump, let me hear you holla front

Its double R
I'm the pick of the litter
With the flip of my zipper, cinderella would give up her slipper
Each sold to the highest bidder
Going once, goin' twice, goin' to the flyest sister
I just rapped the bag of groupies
One got mad tried to sh** me
Would you do it again, absolutely
You know me I'm just tryin' to show these clowns
I got homies, they got homies, that'll hold me down
Keep my verses extra tight
Whos the extra might
I can do a song in the morning
Give it the flex tonight
Which one of you all broads wanna have sex tonight
Whatever direction my erection is pointing it, right
But jin didn't you rhyme with sex in the first verse
Yeah, and ill do it again in the third verse
Third single third abulm, soundtrack to my third movie, common this isn't hard when I'm f** my third groupie

Common and track like A
You got a hommie G, got somethin' to say (wahts that)
I can't forget about the bay
Comptain, Crenshaw, East LA
Angle wood, South Central don't play
Where we stay smoking up all day
But son, back on the East that's where we be wiling
BX, BK that's Q wherein we showin
And in Manhattan it's a problem
All the way from China town up to Harlem
I can't forget about the south, tahts where I'm from
Don't come around fronting if you don't got no gun
All the strippers in miami let me hear you holla back
At them sorries and ATM, sayin' where them dollors at
No matter where you from I got love for the streets
North south west east, jin says peace

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