Jay-Z - Hola' Hovito Lyrics
[jay-z](j) uhh (a) uh-uh (y) uh uh-uhAh ch-ch ah, ch-ah, ah uh-uhAh ch-ch ah, ch-ah, ah uh-uhIts that hop Im talkin bout right here timbo!I cant be stopped when it hop like this family, uhh!(uno, dos, tres, cuatro!)They say hola hovitoThats what they sayin when I roll up with my peopleMy music bangin like - them vatos locos got rap in a chokeholdAnd I wont surrender it with, beats by timbalandCalle-te la boca, my babyAll I wanna, do is, stroke ya all crazyMy, dick game is vicious, insane at *****esMami keep comin back cause mami came viciousCatch hov in the drop, nasty thang lane switchinOnce you turn your neck for a sec your dames missinBujando, bujando, the cops is cominGot that rap patrol behind yo, get to runninIm unstoppable hov, untoppable flowsIm the compadre, the sinatra of my dayOl blue eyes my nigga, I did it my wayIf yall not rollin with hov then hit the highway[chorus] *(hola hovito!) yeah, yeah (hola hovito!)Yeah thats what they sayin when that music get to banginPut it down for my peo-ple!(hola hovito! hola hovito!)Yeah thats what they sayin when that music get to banginPut it down for my peo-ple!* an extra yeah before the 5th line first time, 2nd line second,And the 5th line the third time[jay-z]Yeah, yeah, yeahYeah naw I dont ***** around, stay on my j.o.Hov been about that dough since I was a day oldOh, push perrico if I need to for the rule of evilWas born in the belly thats the way the streets breed youOne life to live - notice you get no sequelSo I truly got to live this like my last movieSix oohie, jewels drippin, big toolieI ball for real, yall niggaz is sam bouieAnd with the third pick - I made the earth sickM.j., hem jay, fade away perfectI rhyme sicker than every rhyme spitterEvery crime nigga that rhyme or touch a mic because my minds quickerIm a eighty-eighter, nine-six to reasonable doubtTemper short, dont take much to squeeze you outYeah you shinin but the only thing youre leavin outYoure a candle in the sun - that shit dont even out[chorus][jay-z]Hold up; naw muh*****ers - yall muh*****ersBetter run to the post office and get a job muh*****ersOr starve muh*****ers, cause jays been the only oneEatin thus far sub-par muh*****ersNaw even though yall hate I love yall muh*****ersFriend or foe, yall all my muh*****ersIf you havent heard, Im michael magic and birdAll rolled in one - cause none got more flows than youngPlus got more flows to comeAnd if I aint better than big, Im the closest oneSo move over - hoes, choose hovaMy food for though so hot it give you dudes ulcersRovers, roasters, poseursGettin it in with me, livin like they supposed tahWatches, chain, front row at the gameSold out arena, all screamin my name, cmon[chorus]
