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Hollywood
Go
Ay
Hollywood
Go

You wanna just where I'm at
let me tell you 'bout it
I put my on the map
But let me tell you it
tryna say I can't come back
Ay let me tell you it
Man fuck nigga I come back
Ay let me you 'bout it
I tell you 'bout it
Hands up, run
outside and he say he got a gun
Niggas like "man that's everybody say"
Go and pop the and everybody dead
Everybody scared of the
Aware that the nigga is
All my the pick of the litter
Never
Niggas is faker than
Me I never hate, get cake Anna Mae, woah
Eat the cake bitch, eat the cake
good nigga we demand great
Order and she take off all her clothes
Nigga you how it goes, make the pizza man wait
The kept secret
Even hoes try and keep it and I leak the tape
Rest in peace any nigga want
secret service couldn't keep the man safe

I said to the window, to the
My nigga ride I call
Got bitches all in my
nigga blocking my shine
I the reason you feel the way
I know who you wan' be
So I thank the man upstairs
That I ain't you and you me

Get off my dick,
(Get the off my dick)
Get off my dick,
(Get the off my dick nigga)
Get off my dick, bitch,
(Get the off my dick)
Get off my dick,

Man fuck them niggas I home and I don't tell nobody
gettin' temporary dough and I don't tell nobody
Lord will you tell me if I changed, I won't nobody
I wanna go back to Jermaine, and I won't tell
This is the part that the thugs
Young nigga had love
You know, foot massage, back rub
Blowing bubbles in the shit
That is I met you
Together we watch years go by
Seen a of your tears go by
Got me thinkin' bout some kids, I
Tell them come through
(The up)
Get to somebedy and you learn a lot about 'em
When we for you, start to doubt 'em
Tell yourself you off without 'em
Then in time you will can't walk without 'em
talk without 'em, can't breath without 'em
Came here together, you can't leave 'em
So you walk back in, make a scene 'em
On your Amerie it's just 1 about 'em
It's called
don't sing about it no more
Don't sing about it no more
No more, no
It's called
don't sing about it no more
Don't sing about it no more
(Nigga I don't about this shit no more)
But a nigga in the club singing

To the window, to the
My nigga ride when I
Got bitches all in my
Fuck nigga my shine
I the reason you feel the way
I know just who you be
So everyday I thank the man
That I you and you ain't me

Get off my
But ain't a nigga in the club
Singing this song
Got all the bitches in the club
Singing this song
And all they let their kids sing it
Sing song yeah
The baby and the mistresses
Singing this song
Song yeah, song yeah

The up
This shit is
Why every rich black gotta be famous
Why every broke nigga gotta be brainless
a stereotype
Driven by some up in Ariel Heights
Here's a
Young Cole pockets is fat like little
Dreamville, give us a year be on every show
Yeah fuck nigga I'm sure
Fuck the rest I'm the nigga out
When I'm back home I'm the in the South
When I'm in LA I'm the best in the
You can test, you can test, stretch niggas out
Ooh I'mma niggas out
That go for all y'all if I left out
This for everybody on my testicle
Please make sure you put the in your mouth, ho