Holla 4 Madonna Lyrics - Andre Nickatina

A gangster in a hotub in the midst of drama 

The bullets hit the water, make it look just like a sauna 

Some holla for Madonna, man 

Some holla for they momma 

9 times out of 10 they know knew who shot 'em 

A gangster in a hotub in the midst of drama 

The bullets hit the water, make it look just like a sauna 

Some holla for Madonna, man 

Some holla for they momma 

9 times out of 10 they never knew who shot 'em 

I let the dice roll, when my life on the roll 

Get paid with the stage with the mic control 

I'm pro and all official, I'll ball witchu 

All my problems off a thizzle, a small little 

I'm a boo but cool and calm you know that's me 

I tell 'em Miami think about to throw that d 

And a home philly east until she roll that weed 

But she can shoot with the breeze it's nothing to queeze* 

Like a sneeze I'm blessed 

So you can excuse me, I'm too busy watching hoes poppin' they coochie 

Oh yeah I can see why you call me Bruce Lee 

My chinese connections got deals on QPs 

The rookie of the year man, pullin' a flukey 

I feel to do the right thing but I aint moving 

A man of my action, go ahead and act 

I'm passionate and rappin' with a west coast accent 

My homies to the point when they speak to women 

And we still conversatin' so we keep it pimpin 

I been breaking rules all my life 

Seventh grade in the back room chocolate type 

I need paper, hey, up in a major way 

I won't cater a play for those that hatin' the game 

I say later don't look at this as doing me a favor 

I made a pact with my home boys to keep it player 

A gangster in a hotub in the midst of drama 

The bullets hit the water, make it look just like a sauna 

Some holla for Madonna, man 

Some holla for they momma 

9 times out of 10 they know knew who shot 'em 

A gangster in a hotub in the midst of drama 

The bullets hit the water, make it look just like a sauna 

Some holla for Madonna, man 

Some holla for they momma 

9 times out of 10 they never knew who shot 'em 

Yo this is the take off, and yo baby this is the bake off 

Sirloin beef with the A1 steak sauce 

I got it going on acting like a love jones 

Turn like a cyclone, bust with the lights on 

I hit the scene like Peppy La pui 

I'm in a double vested suit that I copped from Lou 

I'm from the X generation, crime location 

Turn down your invitation to your radio station 

Move like a cobra gone from the rollas 

It's just like the hunt for the red October 

Some pit-bull terror from the Ronald Regan era 

And me and my players keep it cold as the Sierra 

We dress like it's DQ magazine and the homies said he gotta keep a magazine 

And this freak said she see me in a magazine 

So we broke down jaw on the magazine 

My shook a heel and under veils with 4 wheels 

And driving with my knees so the weed don't spill 

I'm going at you gator on your izod sweater 

And broke cats say there aint nothing like cheddar 

They bomb first and say I'm caught up in the wrong curse 

And I never get to kick it with the god flirt 

And when I ask why, they bust a alibi 

They took my wings so an angel like me couldn't fly 

And I wonder why 

A gangster in a hotub in the midst of drama 

The bullets hit the water, make it look just like a sauna 

Some holla for Madonna, man 

Some holla for they momma 

9 times out of 10 they know knew who shot 'em 

A gangster in a hotub in the midst of drama 

The bullets hit the water, make it look just like a sauna 

Some holla for Madonna, man 

Some holla for they momma 

9 times out of 10 they never knew who shot 'em