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Gwen Stefani - Hollaback Girl Remix Feat Fat Joe Lyrics

Hollaback Girl (Remix feat. Fat Joe)

Fat Joe:
Put that ass up on the flo’,
make it clap when you see cats pass for the door.
I ain’t tryna act gassed at all,
chicks attack like he’s Joe Crack the boss.
Played it back, cause I be so paranoid.
I got a wife, but baby please don’t back it off.
She understood that, said, “What’s good, Crack?”
Got me screaming with a hood, with a hood rat.
Mami, I ain’t gotta pot to piss in
But the rocks got a gleam, so hard to miss ‘em.
So I, cut the chase, took her out the place.
Put her in a bed, put a smile on her face.
She don’t know Joe Crack, the Daun
Never spend no type of real cheese on a broad.
All I keep is a 100 G’s, limit credit card.
Could you believe, we could spend it all.

Gwen Stefani:
heard that you were talking
And you didn't think that I would hear it
People hear you talking like that, getting everybody fired up
So I'm ready to attack, gonna lead the pack
Gonna get a touchdown, gonna take you out
That's right, put your pom-poms down, getting everybody fired up
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
[2x]

Oooh, this my Shit , this my Shit [4x]

Chingy:
Ma, let me see you twist it like a centipede.
I keep a sack of that, plus some Hennessey.
Since I got rich, I keep a lot of enemies.
But trick when it’s like that, it’s cause I been a G.
Look at the way women tend to grin at me.
I like the way she shake it with a lot of energy.
Magnums, alcoholic freaks the remedy.
I’m the young Donald Trump, is y’all hearing me?
Girls on the side line, yeah they cheerin’ me.
Ask her, can she drive a stick, now she steerin me.
Man, I’m sick. Know it ain’t no curin’ me.
C to the H to the I-N-G. Y

Gwen Stefani:

A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
[2x]

Oooh, this my Shit , this my Shit 4x]

Let me hear you say, this shit is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
this shit is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
Again, this shit is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
This shit is bananas
B-A-N-A-N-A-S

Busta Rhymes:
One time, the women start sniffin around,
when we be rippin’ it down, we got ‘em stickin’ around.
The way they love to feel like I’m the king of the town.
The way my money stack steep and got ‘em flippin’ around.
And got ‘em makin’ a sound.
Ayo, you looking delicious. Baby girl,
I only use my dough for coochie or chicken.
Listen, cooked food. Shorty fatten my tummy.
You can go in and have my slice, don’t touch my money.
Even though you looking good and it was nice to meet ya,
you be lucky if you even get a slice of pizza from me.
Before you ever try to touch my money clip,
I’ll put you on the corner walking up and down the money strip.
Now looka here, honey dip betta find another dummy quick.
Homie tryna stunt, betta jump inside a money whip.
I see where you can get and keep it over there,
you betta try your luck cause you ain’t getting nothing over here.

Gwen Stefani:

A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
Cause I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
[2x]

Oooh, this my Shit , this my Shit [4x]