Song | HollyWeezy |
Artist | Lil Wayne |
Album | Sorry 4 The Wait 2 (Mixtape) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[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 | |
******* this is Hollygrove, too far from Hollywood | |
Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood | |
I got ******* 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 ******* and ******* ass *****'s all day and I ain't even kinda full | |
Hollygrove, Hollywoood, Hollygrove, Hollywood | |
Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood | |
[Verse 2] | |
I went from Bourbon to Beverly Hills | |
Show me your *******, 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 ******* ridin' my *******, she swerve cuz another ******* grabbin' the wheel | |
I ask 'em to chill, they tell me to shut up, I say my lips are sealed | |
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 won't stop tell the devil that god is good | |
Entrepreneur in a Bentley droptop is off, ****** connoisseur out the hood | |
I come from Hollygrove, everyday Halloween | |
We shoot your block up and just say we shot a scene | |
Been on my beast since I was wearing wallabees | |
Well paparazzi, I need my privacy, ***** yo photography, I react violently | |
Make sure your camera get the good side of me, Lawwwd | |
I come from Hollygrove, Hollywood should make a movie about Hollygrove | |
Whoo, whoever play me should get a Oscar and a golden globe | |
This ain’t no movie, this is real *******t, I don’t need a script cause I know my role | |
My Hollywood ******* 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 | |
[Hook] | |
[Bridge] | |
Fall asleep to the gunshots, wake up and smell the emabalmic fluid | |
I come from Hollygrove, my ******* from Hollywood | |
When I ***** her, she say “Hallelujah” | |
Hollygrove to far from Hollywood | |
Ohh, but I done went Hollywood | |
Hollygrove to far from Hollywood | |
Ohh, but I done went Hollywood | |
Hollygrove, Hollywood, Hollygrove, Hollywood | |
I done went way far from H-Town | |
We used to drive back and forth with the work praying | |
Lord please don’t let this car break down | |
[Verse 3] | |
H-Town! Lord, I've done went from Hollygrove to H-Town | |
Hollygrove to Houston | |
Got a bad 5th ward ******* 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, ***** 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 | |
[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 | |
Oh, Hollygrove ain’t far from H-town | |
We used to drive back and forth with codeine, *******, 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 the chopper leave you with just arms and a head like a octopus | |
I got this chopper, protecting my livelihood, Im so good, im so straight, I’m secure | |
Hollygrove, Hollywood, Hollygrove, Hollywood | |
Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood | |
Cut |
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 | |
this is Hollygrove, too far from Hollywood | |
Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood | |
I got 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 and ass ' s all day and I ain' t even kinda full | |
Hollygrove, Hollywoood, Hollygrove, Hollywood | |
Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood | |
Verse 2 | |
I went from Bourbon to Beverly Hills | |
Show me your , 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 | |
Poppop close range hold that gun like the photographer hold the camera still | |
Bad ridin' my , she swerve cuz another grabbin' the wheel | |
I ask ' em to chill, they tell me to shut up, I say my lips are sealed | |
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 won' t stop tell the devil that god is good | |
Entrepreneur in a Bentley droptop is off, connoisseur out the hood | |
I come from Hollygrove, everyday Halloween | |
We shoot your block up and just say we shot a scene | |
Been on my beast since I was wearing wallabees | |
Well paparazzi, I need my privacy, yo photography, I react violently | |
Make sure your camera get the good side of me, Lawwwd | |
I come from Hollygrove, Hollywood should make a movie about Hollygrove | |
Whoo, whoever play me should get a Oscar and a golden globe | |
This ain' t no movie, this is real t, I don' t need a script cause I know my role | |
My Hollywood 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 | |
Hook | |
Bridge | |
Fall asleep to the gunshots, wake up and smell the emabalmic fluid | |
I come from Hollygrove, my from Hollywood | |
When I her, she say " Hallelujah" | |
Hollygrove to far from Hollywood | |
Ohh, but I done went Hollywood | |
Hollygrove to far from Hollywood | |
Ohh, but I done went Hollywood | |
Hollygrove, Hollywood, Hollygrove, Hollywood | |
I done went way far from HTown | |
We used to drive back and forth with the work praying | |
Lord please don' t let this car break down | |
Verse 3 | |
HTown! Lord, I' ve done went from Hollygrove to HTown | |
Hollygrove to Houston | |
Got a bad 5th ward 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, 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 | |
Verse 4 | |
Hollygrove ain' t far from Htown | |
We used to drive back and forth with the work praying the car don' t break down | |
Oh, Hollygrove ain' t far from Htown | |
We used to drive back and forth with codeine, , 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 the chopper leave you with just arms and a head like a octopus | |
I got this chopper, protecting my livelihood, Im so good, im so straight, I' m secure | |
Hollygrove, Hollywood, Hollygrove, Hollywood | |
Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood | |
Cut |
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 | |
this is Hollygrove, too far from Hollywood | |
Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood | |
I got 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 and ass ' s all day and I ain' t even kinda full | |
Hollygrove, Hollywoood, Hollygrove, Hollywood | |
Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood | |
Verse 2 | |
I went from Bourbon to Beverly Hills | |
Show me your , 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 | |
Poppop close range hold that gun like the photographer hold the camera still | |
Bad ridin' my , she swerve cuz another grabbin' the wheel | |
I ask ' em to chill, they tell me to shut up, I say my lips are sealed | |
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 won' t stop tell the devil that god is good | |
Entrepreneur in a Bentley droptop is off, connoisseur out the hood | |
I come from Hollygrove, everyday Halloween | |
We shoot your block up and just say we shot a scene | |
Been on my beast since I was wearing wallabees | |
Well paparazzi, I need my privacy, yo photography, I react violently | |
Make sure your camera get the good side of me, Lawwwd | |
I come from Hollygrove, Hollywood should make a movie about Hollygrove | |
Whoo, whoever play me should get a Oscar and a golden globe | |
This ain' t no movie, this is real t, I don' t need a script cause I know my role | |
My Hollywood 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 | |
Hook | |
Bridge | |
Fall asleep to the gunshots, wake up and smell the emabalmic fluid | |
I come from Hollygrove, my from Hollywood | |
When I her, she say " Hallelujah" | |
Hollygrove to far from Hollywood | |
Ohh, but I done went Hollywood | |
Hollygrove to far from Hollywood | |
Ohh, but I done went Hollywood | |
Hollygrove, Hollywood, Hollygrove, Hollywood | |
I done went way far from HTown | |
We used to drive back and forth with the work praying | |
Lord please don' t let this car break down | |
Verse 3 | |
HTown! Lord, I' ve done went from Hollygrove to HTown | |
Hollygrove to Houston | |
Got a bad 5th ward 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, 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 | |
Verse 4 | |
Hollygrove ain' t far from Htown | |
We used to drive back and forth with the work praying the car don' t break down | |
Oh, Hollygrove ain' t far from Htown | |
We used to drive back and forth with codeine, , 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 the chopper leave you with just arms and a head like a octopus | |
I got this chopper, protecting my livelihood, Im so good, im so straight, I' m secure | |
Hollygrove, Hollywood, Hollygrove, Hollywood | |
Too Hollygrove to go Hollywood | |
Cut |