[Intro - Lil Wayne] Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood Uh
[Chorus - Lil Wayne] Hollygrove, Hollywood, Hollygrove, Hollywood Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood
[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] Find out where your parents stay Tell my goons to go straight to your mama room What’s in your pockets? What’s in your pocketbook? We think the Bible’s a comic book Bitch this Hollygrove, too far from Hollywood Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood I got cocaine that’s so good, need a name Call it milk, because milk does the body good I got this heat on my waist So somebody better monitor the thermometer I just eat pussy and pussy ass niggas all day And I ain’t even kinda full
[Chorus - Lil Wayne] Hollygrove, Hollywood, Hollygrove, Hollywood Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood
[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne] Woo, I went from Birdman to Beverly Hills Show me ya tits, I’ll show you my weapon and grill And heaven is real I get an actress into my bedroom, she lay down and say: “let’s make a film” I be like: “action”, I hold her hair down by her neck, this how breath taking feel Family first, you’ll get your family killed That’s if you squeal, pop-pop close range Hold that gun like the photographer hold the camera still Bad bitch ridin’ my dick, she swerve cause another bitch grabbin’ the wheel I ask ‘em to chill They both look at me say: “shut up”, I say: “my lips are sealed” Ooh, I come from Hollygrove, I done went Hollywood I was a match made in heaven when hell was a pile of wood I run through hell with gasoline drawers on, stop, tell the Devil that God is good Entrepreneur in a Bentley drop-top Azure, vagina connoisseur out the hood I come from Hollygrove, everyday Halloween We shoot your block up and just say we shot a scene This is a robbery, I let the chopper squeeze Turn you to cottage cheese, been on my feet Since I was wearing Wallabees Well paparazzi, I need my privacy Fuck yo’ photography, I react violently Make sure your camera get my good side of me Lorddd, I come from Hollygrove Hollywood should make a movie about Hollygrove Woo, whoever play me should get a Oscar and a Golden Globe This ain’t no movie, this is real shit I don’t need a script cause I know my role My Hollywood bitch just overdosed All she could snort, more coke than Pinocchio I come from the streets, but got superstar written all over my face That’s why these hoes in my face I come from Hollygrove I moved to Hollywood just to Californicate Bapapapaapapappa I ain’t finna shoot and tell them don’t check the gate
[Chorus - Lil Wayne] Hollygrove, Hollywood, Hollygrove, Hollywood Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood Hollygrove, Hollywood, Hollygrove, Hollywood Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood
[Verse 3 - Lil Wayne] Fall asleep to the gunshots Wake up and smell the embalming fluid I come from Hollygrove, my bitch from Hollywood When I fuck her, she say: “Hallelujah” Hollygrove too far from Hollywood Ohh, but I done went Hollywood Hollygrove, Hollywood, Hollygrove, Hollywood Hollygrove ain’t far from H-Town We used to drive back and forth with the work praying Lord please don’t let this car break down Haha H-Town Lord I’ve done went from Hollygrove to H-Town
[Verse 4 - Lil Wayne] Hollygrove to Houston Got a bad 5th Ward bitch that be boostin’ Sometimes she doze off, that’s the lean I excuse it She said: “if it ain’t chopped and screwed, it ain’t music” She say I never take her out, we went to eat at Houston’s Sometimes I doze off, that’s the lean, I’m just snoozin’ I still got Actavis, nigga that’s exclusive Kill you for a pint, that’s a PT Cruiser I see way too many hoes in my future I’m gon’ nail all them hoes, I’m Freddy Krueger Grew up on Bun B, Pimp C was my tutor Pimp Squad for life, had to do this for Houston Hollygrove ain’t far from H-Town We used to drive back and forth with the work Praying the car don’t break down Oh, Hollygrove ain’t far from H-Town We used to drive back and forth with codeine Cocaine, the pills, and pounds Yeah, and we got back home safe and sound If you got pulled over, you don’t give police no names Or get killed and never found Word, but I kept some money to bail out Momma used to say if I ever get caught They gon’ put me under the jailhouse Damn, I’m too Hollygrove to go Hollywood One to the chest with this chopper Leave you with just arms and a head like a octopus I got this chopper protecting my livelihood I’m so good, I’m so straight, I’m secure Hollygrove, Hollywood, Hollygrove Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood CutTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
