This is a song about "Holla"

You get your girl for something tight tomorrow

Hand me a microphone, and watch the crowd just holla, yo,

We vegetables, on them record labels

Notable, holla back at my initials

And i know that your supply

Holla at the g-o-d before you d-i-e,

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

When that money calls i holla back

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

You need money holla at ya boy honey

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

Always tryna holla like a hp i shut em down

If i holla them contras

That's why i shine like i does