Gwen Stefani Ft. Fat Joe, Busta Rhymes & Chingy Hollaback Girl (Remix) Lyrics

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[Fat Joe:]
Put that a__ 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 p___ 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:]
I 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

Oooh, this my s___, this my s___
Oooh, this my s___, this my s___
Oooh, this my s___, this my s___
Oooh, this my s___, this my s___

[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

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

Oooh, this my s___, this my s___
Oooh, this my s___, this my s___
Oooh, this my s___, this my s___
Oooh, this my s___, this my s___

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

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

Oooh, this my s___, this my s___
Oooh, this my s___, this my s___
Oooh, this my s___, this my s___
Oooh, this my s___, this my s___