Holla at Me Rasheeda (Ft. Birdman & Jazze Pha)

[Intro: Birdman]
Yeah
Holla at Bird Beezy, baby
J Pheezy
Where Rasheezy at, nigga?
We gon do this like this nigga, come on

[Verse 1: Birdman]
A pimp, a hustler, a gangster, a thug
Money dealer buy out the club
Hit the kitchen and the oven, show the block mo' love
Cooking up 50 bricks for them thugs
It's Birdman bitch, with a strap and a plug
So fly and the Bentley on dubs
Gucci her down, Rasheeda my round
You fuck with her bad, we tear up the town
Do it for the R, with the rocks and pounds
Rocket turn the smile to a frown
Shoot a hundred, bet a thousand, let's bet some
Better house, better whip, connect something
Jazze Pheezy, Bird Beezy, baby
In the Bentley raw blue, baby
Rasheeda I take ya to the car lot
Cop a whip, you the braud from my own block

[Chorus: Jazze Pha & Rasheeda]
Gotta love money, holla at me
If you ride with your honey, holla at me
If you really wanna ball, holla at me
We can tear down the mall, holla at me
I can parking lot pimp, holla at me
With the lobster and shrimp, holla at me
Wanna buy out the bar, holla at me
Won't sleep till we fall, holla at me