
Make Me Wanna Holla Bizzy Bone (Ft. Nina Ross)
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[Intro: Bizzy Bone]
Ready to fly away, pass God my way
Anytime I say I'm ready to ro-o-o-oll
And I'm gonna miss everybody for sure...
[Verse 1: Bizzy Bone]
I cry by myself, dry myself
Will I give up to get up to keep my chin up? You better sit up
Hear the bad news, sad news, dad - you with us
He never hit us to come get us and get us
Everybody be after itty-bitty Bizzy in the city wanna kill us
Finally we can get some time, missed on the realest
Don't nobody feel us
My sister, miss ya, bye bye - kiss your coffin
You're probably better off and I guess that it's selfish
Mind after mind
Rhyme after rhyme
Time after time
Mine after shine
Grime after dime
Got you to [?] the pastor, the laughter with me and my dad
[?] father, father, father, father, ooh
[Chorus: Nina Ross]
Make me wanna holler (make me)
Through both my hands, Lord, my hands, Lord, my hands
Make me wanna holler (make me)
Through both my hands, Lord, my hands, Lord, my hands
Make me wanna holler (make me)
Through both my hands, Lord, my hands, Lord, my hands
Make me wanna holler (make me)
Through both my hands, Lord, my hands, Lord, my hands
Ready to fly away, pass God my way
Anytime I say I'm ready to ro-o-o-oll
And I'm gonna miss everybody for sure...
[Verse 1: Bizzy Bone]
I cry by myself, dry myself
Will I give up to get up to keep my chin up? You better sit up
Hear the bad news, sad news, dad - you with us
He never hit us to come get us and get us
Everybody be after itty-bitty Bizzy in the city wanna kill us
Finally we can get some time, missed on the realest
Don't nobody feel us
My sister, miss ya, bye bye - kiss your coffin
You're probably better off and I guess that it's selfish
Mind after mind
Rhyme after rhyme
Time after time
Mine after shine
Grime after dime
Got you to [?] the pastor, the laughter with me and my dad
[?] father, father, father, father, ooh
[Chorus: Nina Ross]
Make me wanna holler (make me)
Through both my hands, Lord, my hands, Lord, my hands
Make me wanna holler (make me)
Through both my hands, Lord, my hands, Lord, my hands
Make me wanna holler (make me)
Through both my hands, Lord, my hands, Lord, my hands
Make me wanna holler (make me)
Through both my hands, Lord, my hands, Lord, my hands
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