BAH - HollyWeezy lyrics

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BAH - HollyWeezy lyrics

[Intro] Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood Uhh [Hook] Hollygrove, Hollywood, Hollygrove, Hollywood Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood [Verse 1] Find out where your parents stay Tell my goons to go straight to your momma room What's in your pockets? What's in your pocketbook? We think the Bible's a comic book [Hook] b**h this Hollygrove, too far from Hollywood Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood [Verse 2] I got c**aine 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 p**y And p**y-a** n***as all day And I ain't even kinda full [Hook] Hollygrove, Hollywoood, Hollygrove, Hollywood Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood [Verse 3] Woo I went from Bourbon to Beverly Hills Show me your 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 head down by her neck This how breathtaking feel Family first You'll get your family k**ed That's if you squeal Pop-pop, close range Hold that gun like the photographer hold the camera still Bad b**h ridin my dick She swerve cuz another b**h grabbing the wheel I ask 'em to chill They both look at me, say "Shut up" I say "My lips are sealed..." Oooh 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 droptop 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 beast Since I was wearing Wallabees Where paparazzi? I need my privacy f** yo' photography I react violently Make sure your camera get my good side of me Lawwwd I come from Hollygrove Hollywood should make a movie 'bout Hollygrove Whoo Whoever play me should get a Oscar and a Golden Globe This ain't no movie, this is real sh** I don't need a script cause I know my role My Hollywood b**h 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 Bapapapapapapapa I ain't finished shootin, tell 'em don't check the gate [Hook] Hollygrove, Hollywood, Hollygrove, Hollywood Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood Hollygrove, Hollywood, Hollygrove, Hollywood Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood [Bridge] Fall asleep to the gunshots Wake up and smell the embalming fluid I come from Hollygrove My b**h from Hollywood When I f** 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 prayin "Lord please don't let this car break down" Hahahahah.. [Verse 3] H-Town! Lawwd I done went from Hollygrove to H-Town Hollygrove to Houston Got a bad 5th ward b**h that be boostin Sometimes she doze off; that's the lean, I excuse it She said “If it ain't ch-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, n***a, that's exclusive k** 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 [Verse 4] Hollygrove ain't far from H-town We used to drive back and forth with the work Praying the car don't break down Ohhh, Hollygrove ain't far from H-town We used to drive back and forth with Codeine, c**aine, 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 k**ed 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 [Hook] Hollygrove, Hollywood, Hollygrove Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood [Outro] Cut

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