Hollis To Hollywood Lyrics

You know it be buggin' me out
You know what I'm sayin' that rap
How everybody like is using metaphors
And all that it seems like everybody's like a
Like some type of metaphor freak
Sometype of metaphorical freak or somethin' man
You know what I'm sayin', word up

So you know what I'm sayin
You know brother's always wanna make a movie
And all that, you know how I mean
So I figured, you know what I'm sayin'
I'd just make a little movie
With a chicken ball , you there, check it

If you saw the movie Wall Street I guess you know
The way ya stack chips and regulate wild dough
But ain't no G-funk and far from my era
Tales in the the hood your boyz are feel terror
MC's contaminatin' tracks with feces
You think of pus*y until a flick like species

Hi tech ya my pen got velocity
Jumpin' out the SS L like virtuosity
And never question what I'm doin' to ya girl
She let me dive deep like her panties is Water World
But all metaphors the only thing in rap
You brothers need to stop with that

I'm goin' from, Hollis to Hollywood but is he good
Hollis to Hollywood but is he good
Hollis to Hollywood but is he good
Hollis to Hollywood but is he good, check it

I'm makin' speed like I'm Keanu Reeves
But too many true lies can make a honey please
She said "I know you want this get a Pocahontis
I got higher learnin' and bangin' gets monotonous"
Her a*s is cla*sic cheeks was Jurrasic
Servin' a justice poetic the way I last it

I touch ground real windy with my lyrics
Make her talk in tongues and feel the Holy Spirit
Hear it, pulling light strings got mad cast a swing
When I do my thing my ballz is hairy like the Lion King
I'm in the jungle layin' down my Mack
You brothers need to chill with that

I'm goin' from, Hollis to Hollywood but is he good
Hollis to Hollywood but is he good

Take me away
You think I won't fool
Take me away
You think I can't fool
Take me away
You think I won't foo
Take me away
You think I can't fool

It's kinda like miniture satellites floatin' in closets
Spyin' in pockets, jumpin' out of the helicopter
Into a football stadium filled wit cotton candy
Know what I mean, word up

So your man got a good job lovin' ya so much
Boss on his back comin' home like what the f**k?
But you be on his side through the thick and all the thin
That's when LL come in blast a a*s like Apollo 13
Sugar get the cream hoppin' dom in every direction
What a scene he can't understand your best friend's plan
Running game while you chill with the Demolition Man

Good love, have fun, tight hugs and flowers
I have your girl runnin' off to fake baby showers
Better get down before ya cryin' at home
I got her standing on the bed gettin' closer to the Drop Zone
Some brother's won't appreciate that
Ain't it scary when you meet a real Mack let's run it back

See the flavors in my lifestyle chill don't even lie to me
Balls, a Lethal Weapon d**k a menace to society
You ain't a player hater kid you took her off restriction
I make her tell lies and knock the pulp out of fiction
Kid you know I'm game tight when you hit it tonight
I hope she screams my name right
This word is born kid, you know why?

I'm goin' from, Hollis to Hollywood but is he good
Hollis to Hollywood but is he good
Hollis to Hollywood but is he good
Hollis to Hollywood but is he good
Check it, check it

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