the big shots In my latest suit, Louie V flip flops Got a bad bitch, her hair and nails tip top Jeremih got the game on a slipknot Just before the stacks
. in my latest suit louie v flip flops. gotta bad bitch her hair and nails tip top. jeremih got the game on a slip knot. just before the stacks. i got
Grammy plaques just to have my granny back Remember she had that bad hip like a fanny pack Chasing that stardom would turn you into a maniac All the way in Hollywood
'll be the queen of Hollywood She is the queen of Hollywood Queen of Hollywood And friends still talk at the corners She's the queen of Hollywood She
I ever get back to Fun City, girl I'm gonna make you scream all night Honey, honey, call me on the telephone I know you're movin' out to Hollywood With
fur dich. [Footloose/Kenny Loggins] Now I gotta cut loose. Footloose. Kick off my Sunday shoes. Please! Louise! Pull me off-a my knees. Jack! Get back! Come on, before
Face at you, freezin' motherfuckers like a statue I got a loaded Kay Slay pointed at you The end of your beginning, before you even get it started You
, no problem Creepin' it though, baby It's gangsta, the truth gonna come to the level Yo, as this blood flow through my veins I stand before this mic
my long lost prince. I remember all the kisses, the hits it misses, i never knew i love like this. (Chorus) After all the boys that i thought i loved before
lights, the love, the rise, the loss They told me that it wouldn't be night for long! And I'm in love with the lights, the love, Celebrity house, Hollywood
for you and thats why Ia??m giving you [Chorus - Kanye West In Brackets] (whatever you want) this whatever you want (before) just tell me (whatever you want) you deserve whatever you want (before
you sing it [Common] Ring the alarm here comes the Com Call me Mr. Hollywood -- check it out! Ring the, alarm, here comes, the Com Call me Mr. Hollywood
We've got superstars who talk, they'll do anything at all Ingrid, Viva, Little Joe, Baby Jane and Eddie S. But you better call us soon before we talk
rifles pointed at my rivals my elevator goin' straight to the top nigga I won't stop Diddy, let's get it Whats a bad boy? same as a goon before i step
I ever get back to Fun City girl I'm gonna make you scream all night Honey honey call me on the telephone I know you're movin' out to Hollywood with
story make it interesting This part's the war scene the soundtrack a symphony And sometime soon you'll miraculously save me And we'll have our Hollywood
and get clapped Front on us and get clapped Get clapped, get clapped I know this feel different 'cause everything is good They actin' like I changed, like I went Hollywood
.E. Can Trust This I Hollywood swing my shit to the basement Leavin niggaz stunned like how OJ's case went (yeah) The grand imperial, with mad material Before