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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
JAY-Z
JAY-Z
Lead Vocals
Scott Storch
Scott Storch
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shawn Carter
Shawn Carter
Songwriter
Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jimmy Douglas
Jimmy Douglas
Mixing Engineer
Gimel "Young Guru" Keaton
Gimel "Young Guru" Keaton
Recording Engineer
Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
Producer
Tony Dawsey
Tony Dawsey
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
J-A-Y (Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh)
Ah, ch-ch, ah, ch-ah, ah, uh-uh
Ah, ch-ch, ah, ch-ah, ah, uh-uh
It's that hop I'm talkin' 'bout right here, Timbo!
I can't be stopped when it hop like this, family, uh!
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro!
[Verse 1]
They say, "Hola Hovito!"
That's what they sayin' when I roll up with my people
My music bangin' like them vatos locos got rap in a chokehold
And I won't surrender it with beats by Timbaland
Cállate la boca, my baby
All I wanna do is stroke you all crazy
My dick game is vicious, insane at bitches
Mami keep comin' back 'cause mami came vicious
Catch Hov' in the drop, nasty thang, lane switchin'
Once you turn your neck for a sec, your dame's missin'
"Bujando, bujando!", the cops is comin'
Got that rap patrol behind, yo, get to runnin'
I'm unstoppable Hov', untoppable flows
I'm the compadre, the Sinatra of my day
Ol' Blue Eyes, my ****, "I did it my way"
If y'all not rollin' with Hov', then hit the highway
[Chorus]
"Hola Hovito! Hola Hovito!" (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, that's what they sayin' when that music get to bangin'
Put it down for my people
"Hola Hovito! Hola Hovito!"
Yeah, yeah, that's what they sayin' when that music get to bangin'
Put it down for my people
[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Nah, I don't fuck around, stay on my J-O
Hov' been about that dough since I was a day old
Oh, push perico if I need to for the Root of Evil
Was born in the belly, that's the way the streets breed you
One life to live, notice you get no sequel
So I truly got to live this like my last movie
Six, ooh-wee, jewels drippin', big toolie
I ball for real, y'all **** is Sam Bowie
And with the third pick, I made the earth sick
MJ, him Jay, fadeaway, perfect
I rhyme sicker than every rhyme-spitter
Every crime **** that rhyme or touch a mic because my mind's quicker
I'm a '88er, 9-6 a Reasonable Doubt
Temper short, don't take much to squeeze you out
Yeah, you shinin', but the only thing you're leavin' out
You're a candle in the sun, that shit don't even out
[Chorus]
"Hola Hovito! Hola Hovito!" (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, that's what they sayin' when that music get to bangin'
Put it down for my people
"Hola Hovito! Hola Hovito!"
Yeah, that's what they sayin' when that music get to bangin'
Put it down for my people
[Verse 3]
Hold up, nah, muhfuckers, y'all muhfuckers
Better run in the post office and get a job, muhfuckers
Or starve, muhfuckers, 'cause Jay's been the only one
Eatin' thus far, subpar muhfuckers
Nah, even though y'all hate, I love y'all muhfuckers
Friend or foe, y'all all my muhfuckers
If you haven't heard, I'm Michael, Magic and Bird
All rolled in one 'cause none got more flows than Young
Plus, got more flows to come
And if I ain't better than Big, I'm the closest one
So move over, hoes, choose Hova
My food for thought so hot, it give you dudes ulcers
Rovers, roasters, poseurs
Gettin' it in with me, livin' like they supposed to
Watches, chain, front row at the game
Sold-out arena, all screamin' my name, c'mon!
[Chorus]
"Hola Hovito! Hola Hovito!" (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, that's what they sayin' when that music get to bangin'
Put it down for my people
"Hola Hovito! Hola Hovito!"
Yeah, yeah, that's what they sayin' when that music get to bangin'
Put it down for my people
Written by: Shawn Carter, Timbaland
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