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$teven cannon - hola! lyrics

[intro]
(let’s go, tayo)
qué pasó, my n+gga?
aye

[chorus]
all i gotta tell her b+tch is “hola!”

you and me we stick together this a co+op
she said i’m sick she probably think i got ebola, d+mn

[verse 1]
all i gotta tell her b+tch is “hola!”
all i gotta tell her b+tch is “hola!”
shorty fire know she got it from her mama
what we doin’? i can take you to the casa
aye, when i seen that girl i was like ooh, la
with all that teaching better stop before i show out
b+tch i’m high i got a wood full of yoda
naked b+tches working with me in my grow up
b+tch, i be balling like my eyelids
just bought a rollie and these n+ggas got like five kids
i told my shorty b+tch exactly where the nine is
and she popped it, she popped it, she popped it, she popped, n+gga
aye, no i ain’t gone stop till i’m on top, n+gga
aye, no she ain’t gone stop to lose the top, n+gga
i ain’t f+cking with these n+ggas, these opps n+gga
cause i’m focused on these hoes and these model b+tches
when i say she gon’ do it like nike
snowman with all this icy, i icy
i’m like giannis in the paint with all these f+cking bucks
try to take the sh+t from me, you should try your luck, n+gga
[chorus]
all i gotta tell her b+tch is “hola!”
in my car we get to blowin’ on that mota
you and me we stick together this a co+op
she said i’m sick she probably think i got ebola, d+mn
all i gotta tell her b+tch is “hola!”
in my car we get to blowin’ on that mota
you and me we stick together this a co+op
she said i’m sick she probably think i got ebola, d+mn

[verse 2]
sh+t, we might f+ck around and go to cabo
real friend, i need both, that’s a combo
thirty thousand on the watch, ain’t wastin’ time, though
i know these b+tches probably pickin’ through my blindfolds
i got the benz in the garage, but n+ggas need more
on my gta, sh+t, i got the cheat codes
couple b+tches in my bed, that’s a freak show
i rather f+ck with famous hoes than these weak hoes
so fire, i might give a b+tch a heat stroke
going wild, n+ggas turning into steve+o
i know b+tches tryna see this d+ck in 3+d
got a visa, call the flights just to see me
b+tch, i’m higher than a pilot
if a girl trippin’ on me, then it’s bye b+tch
famous b+tches always tryna be my sidekick
but they always f+ckin’ fightin’ with my side b+tch
[chorus]
all i gotta tell her b+tch is “hola!”
in my car we get to blowin’ on that mota
you and me we stick together this a co+op
she said i’m sick she probably think i got ebola, d+mn
all i gotta tell her b+tch is “hola!”
in my car we get to blowin’ on that mota
you and me we stick together this a co+op
she said i’m sick she probably think i got ebola, d+mn

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