[Chorus: Paul Wall] Hanh, holla at me, what it do, what it is You ain't never seen a playa like this (Holla at me, baby) I'ma pimp her, I'll show her how I live Take her back, then I put it in her ribs (Holla at me, baby) I'm a monster, I do it real big You ain't never seen rocks like this (Holla at me, baby) You can see it from afar, I'm the shit Scream at me, what it do, what it is (What it do)
[Verse 2: Paul Wall] It's— Paul Wall, baby, Swishahouse club rocker Chunk a deuce, sip a deuce, pouring up the Goose vodka Lone Star beast, straight up out the H Sure stopping all the hate, sippin on the ski taste I got the INS on my tail, Immigration still harass 'Cause they see me in a foreign, riding on imported glass Getting cash is my number-one task Until I'm under the grass, that's why I'm top of the class I'm a GRiT Boy looking for a ass like Ki Toy Leave a bitch back all nutty like Almond Joy My boy Joey I.E. got the sweet And Neek got the Sweets, and Gu got the freaks Beat it up like a ass-whipping The album dropped, and it's been a lot of ass-kissing But I ain't tripping, I'm trill That's why I'm posted with Khaled, 'cause he the real One hundred, baby, like a bill—holla at me, baby
[Chorus: Paul Wall, Fat Joe & Both] Holla at me, what it do, what it is You ain't never seen a playa like this (Holla at me, baby, Khaled!) I'ma pimp her, I'll show her how I live (Khaled!) Take her back, then I put it in her ribs (Holla at me, baby, oww!) I'm a monster, I do it real big (Ugh) You ain't never seen rocks like this (Holla at me, baby) You can see it from afar, I'm the shit (Yeah, ugh) Scream at me, what it do, what it is (What it do, ugh, yeah)
[Verse 3: Fat Joe] Nah, homie, you done got it fucked up You ain't got as much money as us (Nope, nope) We sent Campbell in 'cause he got goggles on And he pushing something foreign as fuck (Oww!) Now, all I gotta do is push a little button quick fast And the chopper come out of the stash (Br-r-rat!) Yeah, money ain't jewels, motherfucker, you lose I'll make you do the fucking Sean Combs dance (Follow me now) Who wan' come test the king? Have your baby ma' bless the team (Mmm-mwah!) Shit, I ain't even know she could twerk it like that She a motherfucking sex machine—holla at me, baby (Oww!)
[Chorus: Paul Wall] Holla at me, what it do, what it is You ain't never seen a playa like this (Holla at me, baby) I'ma pimp her, I'll show her how I live Take her back, then I put it in her ribs (Holla at me, baby) I'm a monster, I do it real big You ain't never seen rocks like this (Holla at me, baby) You can see it from afar, I'm the shit Scream at me, what it do, what it is (What it do)
[Verse 4: Rick Ross] Stunting in a Magnum, riding with my hat low Forty-five Magnum, barrel full of airholes Dade County (Represent), dope boy (Ever since) Know that I'm a (Veteran), million-dollar (Residence) Rick Ross (Big chips), AKs (Flip clips) Offset rims; on the rear, six-inch lips Started on the (Benches), rose through the (Trenches) Now, I'm the shit, bitch, go and check your (Census) Known for the (Benzes), chrome on the Bentleys Smoking on the (Mint leaves), then counting big cheese Flip soft (Whip that), Rick Ross (Whip that) Khaled go hard, dog—talk to 'em, Paul Wall
[Chorus: Paul Wall & Pitbull] Holla at me, what it do, what it is You ain't never seen a playa like this (Holla at me, baby) I'ma pimp her, I'll show her how I live Take her back, then I put it in her ribs (Holla at me, baby) I'm a monster, I do it real big You ain't never seen rocks like this (Holla at me, baby) You can see it from afar, I'm the shit (EEEE-YUUU!) Scream at me, what it do, what it is (What it do)
[Verse 5: Pitbull] It's Mr. 305, AKA— Mr. Snort Yay', Spit Rocks, Made in Dade I owe my future: the last name Campbell, first name Luther The Gunshine State, where they shoot you The bottom, the crib, what they do (What it is) Bust a clip (Flip a brick)—"Hey, buddy, where's the lick?" "That's all we talk about?" Well, welcome to the South We in, get our bread, then we out, no doubt, huh 'Palas and 'prices (Haha); these boys dirty They fuck your mother, sister, daughter and nieces Ahora, loca, mueva la cadera Abre la boca y viene la madera (Woo!)
[Chorus: Paul Wall] Holla at me, what it do, what it is You ain't never seen a playa like this (Holla at me, baby) I'ma pimp her, I'll show her how I live Take her back, then I put it in her ribs (Holla at me, baby) I'm a monster, I do it real big You ain't never seen rocks like this (Holla at me, baby) You can see me from afar I'm the shit Scream at me, what it do, what it is (What it do)
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The first of many DJ Khaled posse cuts..kicking off what would be a staple for the second half of the 2000’s rap. The track is driven by the Current Houston Hit Man, Paul Wall. Fat Joe add a little hispanic fire to the track. Also we get a verse from a Pre- Maybach Era Rozay and a in the midst of Deication Weezy.