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Hollywood Video (MV)




Performed By: EastCoastJuvie
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: James A Johnson




EastCoastJuvie - Hollywood Lyrics
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Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah
She 2 Hollywood for me
Way 2 Hollywood for me
I got these diamonds all on me
And man these diamonds all she see
You can buy her many things
And she'll ask "Where's my diamond ring?"
You can treat her like a queen
She still gonna complain
She a real pretty girl from the Eastside
The way she act you would think she from the Westside
She like to get high in her free time
But she aint really got the best vibe
Oh nah, she boujee
She swear her life deserves a movie
She the type to treat you like a groupie
Even when she the groupie
Yeah, yeah
She want shopping sprees
Designer Jeans
Louis, Gucci, Prada tings
Only fw ballers
Don't holla if you can't buy her things
Bundles by the bundle
Nails done every day of the week
Always want something from me
Sent her right back to the streets
'Cause she 2 Hollywood for me
Way 2 Hollywood for me
I got these diamonds all on me
And man these diamonds all she see
You can buy her many things
And she'll ask "Where's my diamond ring?"
You can treat her like a queen
She still gonna complain
She 2 Hollywood for me
Way 2 Hollywood for me
I got these diamonds all on me
And man these diamonds all she see
You can buy her many things
And she'll ask "Where's my diamond ring?"
You can treat her like a queen
She still gonna complain
Now I aint' saying she a gold digger
But she refuse to be seen with a broke nigga
Okay, maybe I am saying she a gold digger
Money don't grow on trees but she spoiled, nigga
Ha
She want a Birkin bag just so she f*cking brag
To all her friends like "for me, my boo gon pop them tags"
One day she f*ck with you, then she don't
That day she don't be the day you went broke
The day you get paid be the day y'all spoke
I mean speak, I aint kidding my nigga
No joke
That girl be playin' with you
And she want you to fill the void cause she daddy issues
Ooh, yeah
But she 2 Hollywood for me
Way 2 Hollywood for me
I got these diamonds all on me
And man these diamonds all she see
You can buy her many things
And she'll ask "Where's my diamond ring?"
You can treat her like a queen
She still gonna complain
She 2 Hollywood for me
Way 2 Hollywood for me
I got these diamonds all on me
And man these diamonds all she see
You can buy her many things
And she'll ask "Where's my diamond ring?"
You can treat her like a queen
She still gonna complain
Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah
She 2 Hollywood for me (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah
She way 2 Hollywood for me (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah
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Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah
She 2 Hollywood for me
Way 2 Hollywood for me
I got these diamonds all on me
And man these diamonds all she see
You can buy her many things
And she'll ask "Where's my diamond ring?"
You can treat her like a queen
She still gonna complain
She a real pretty girl from the Eastside
The way she act you would think she from the Westside
She like to get high in her free time
But she aint really got the best vibe
Oh nah, she boujee
She swear her life deserves a movie
She the type to treat you like a groupie
Even when she the groupie
Yeah, yeah
She want shopping sprees
Designer Jeans
Louis, Gucci, Prada tings
Only fw ballers
Don't holla if you can't buy her things
Bundles by the bundle
Nails done every day of the week
Always want something from me
Sent her right back to the streets
'Cause she 2 Hollywood for me
Way 2 Hollywood for me
I got these diamonds all on me
And man these diamonds all she see
You can buy her many things
And she'll ask "Where's my diamond ring?"
You can treat her like a queen
She still gonna complain
She 2 Hollywood for me
Way 2 Hollywood for me
I got these diamonds all on me
And man these diamonds all she see
You can buy her many things
And she'll ask "Where's my diamond ring?"
You can treat her like a queen
She still gonna complain
Now I aint' saying she a gold digger
But she refuse to be seen with a broke nigga
Okay, maybe I am saying she a gold digger
Money don't grow on trees but she spoiled, nigga
Ha
She want a Birkin bag just so she f*cking brag
To all her friends like "for me, my boo gon pop them tags"
One day she f*ck with you, then she don't
That day she don't be the day you went broke
The day you get paid be the day y'all spoke
I mean speak, I aint kidding my nigga
No joke
That girl be playin' with you
And she want you to fill the void cause she daddy issues
Ooh, yeah
But she 2 Hollywood for me
Way 2 Hollywood for me
I got these diamonds all on me
And man these diamonds all she see
You can buy her many things
And she'll ask "Where's my diamond ring?"
You can treat her like a queen
She still gonna complain
She 2 Hollywood for me
Way 2 Hollywood for me
I got these diamonds all on me
And man these diamonds all she see
You can buy her many things
And she'll ask "Where's my diamond ring?"
You can treat her like a queen
She still gonna complain
Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah
She 2 Hollywood for me (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah
She way 2 Hollywood for me (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah
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Writer: James A Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, TuneCore Inc., O/B/O DistroKid


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