Testi:
James Holler

Pleasures of the night Seaman's delight Holler (refrain) Pleasures of the night What a sight Oh no, the organ plays by itself It doesn't need the grinder

off He go off I'ma let these boys know, nigga you wanna make a wager I can get a cut from Moony, I can go Southside show down and holla at major Get a

Stand off, it's the hoes, keep your hands off this Can't tie a bitch, so what the fuck would I sugarcoat it for? Law, fuck protocol, holla at this ho,

mina konzert gahts ab wie bi salon-fights / jack da ripper und jessie james i dem rap-game / titelstory i allne zitiga weg dem / unglaublich aber wahr ja tatsachlich / ich holl

fourth coast Uh, it ain't nuttin though Waddup Arkansas, Minnesota, Kansas Kentucky, Missouri, everybody in the Lou'! [Verse 1:] Geah! (HOLLA!) Thinkin

welcome.] [Robert] Hear the calling, Any other way. A faint slithering.... A form blooming, A vision or nightmare? Shadows motioning. Bled hollow/holler

bread His whole like "Stop Snitchin'" "Fuck the blue and the red" Runnin' the spot, gun cocked, give two to the dred Only shook when the lookouts holla

ya'll niggas you should call in August Summer sun it goes down but I'm still revolving Southside 'bout to walk it out, I still get crawling If rap was Harlem, I be James

rap I make the Hulk snap Jump back like James Brown, hey now When the liquor over we smokin the hay now Delegatin numero dos, I holla out the sound of