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hollywood hennesy (feat. Kennedy) Video (MV)




Performed By: wakeupsxán
Language: English
Length: 2:42
Written by: Josh Howkins, Finn Smith




wakeupsxán - hollywood hennesy (feat. Kennedy) Lyrics
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Do my singing in the shower
Picking petals from the flowers
I've got super powers
I ain't tryna show
I be doing shows
I be on the road
Now we start a party
Cuz I turn up with Bacardi
Yeah I like it like I'm Cardi
Viral like I'm Carly
Chill and relax
While I'm smoking this gas
Life be moving fast and we never get it back
Shit I never crack cuz I run it up like Dash (Yeah)
Pocket full of cash cuz my mouth be full of trash
Rolling up the dice cut I'm playing the game of life
Yeah material shit is nice
But I Don't really care
Playin with your hair
While she rides me like a fair
But I Don't deserve it
She's more beneath the surface
She played me like a circus
I hope you know that hurt bitch
That hurt bitch
She make me nervous
She perfect
You heard this
Chillin with hoes in the early morning
Kicked out the stupid girls
Yeah they was boring
Now we live it up
Like in London I'll be touring
I been ballin so damn hard like I'm Jordan
I go
So hard I ain't had shit
Your hoe
So mad on the blacklist
My flow
So hard you can't match this
My hoe
So glad she a bad bitch
She cause collateral damage
Got hit I need me a bandage
I might just f*ck her then vanish
I mean just how does she manage
Rappin like my second language
I'm eating bars like I'm famished
Try making moves
You leave em broken and bruised
Like
Turn up the energy
Sippin Hollywood Hennesy
Turned to a better me
Better for me like celery
I guess I'd better leave hell
I'm taking her with me
We whipping it through the city
I drive while she's getting frisky
Like
I feel exited
My, (oh, my)
She my type (Yeah)
Higher than life
I'll buy her what ever shines (Yeah)
I need a break
I'm hoping heaven Don't make me prey
I'm staying late
In an Hour try and make my escape
Saying whatever it takes
I'll do it for a better plan
I know that I aint' stupid
But I aint' what makes a man
I see a better life and I grip by the hand
Aint' got time for the bullshit
I'm in the clouds
Never land
Chillin with hoes in the early morning
Kicked out the stupid girls
Yeah they was boring
Now we live it up
Like in London I'll be touring
I been ballin so damn hard like I'm Jordan
I go
So hard I ain't had shit
Your hoe
So mad on the blacklist
My flow
So hard you can't match this
My hoe
So glad she a bad bitch
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Do my singing in the shower
Picking petals from the flowers
I've got super powers
I ain't tryna show
I be doing shows
I be on the road
Now we start a party
Cuz I turn up with Bacardi
Yeah I like it like I'm Cardi
Viral like I'm Carly
Chill and relax
While I'm smoking this gas
Life be moving fast and we never get it back
Shit I never crack cuz I run it up like Dash (Yeah)
Pocket full of cash cuz my mouth be full of trash
Rolling up the dice cut I'm playing the game of life
Yeah material shit is nice
But I Don't really care
Playin with your hair
While she rides me like a fair
But I Don't deserve it
She's more beneath the surface
She played me like a circus
I hope you know that hurt bitch
That hurt bitch
She make me nervous
She perfect
You heard this
Chillin with hoes in the early morning
Kicked out the stupid girls
Yeah they was boring
Now we live it up
Like in London I'll be touring
I been ballin so damn hard like I'm Jordan
I go
So hard I ain't had shit
Your hoe
So mad on the blacklist
My flow
So hard you can't match this
My hoe
So glad she a bad bitch
She cause collateral damage
Got hit I need me a bandage
I might just f*ck her then vanish
I mean just how does she manage
Rappin like my second language
I'm eating bars like I'm famished
Try making moves
You leave em broken and bruised
Like
Turn up the energy
Sippin Hollywood Hennesy
Turned to a better me
Better for me like celery
I guess I'd better leave hell
I'm taking her with me
We whipping it through the city
I drive while she's getting frisky
Like
I feel exited
My, (oh, my)
She my type (Yeah)
Higher than life
I'll buy her what ever shines (Yeah)
I need a break
I'm hoping heaven Don't make me prey
I'm staying late
In an Hour try and make my escape
Saying whatever it takes
I'll do it for a better plan
I know that I aint' stupid
But I aint' what makes a man
I see a better life and I grip by the hand
Aint' got time for the bullshit
I'm in the clouds
Never land
Chillin with hoes in the early morning
Kicked out the stupid girls
Yeah they was boring
Now we live it up
Like in London I'll be touring
I been ballin so damn hard like I'm Jordan
I go
So hard I ain't had shit
Your hoe
So mad on the blacklist
My flow
So hard you can't match this
My hoe
So glad she a bad bitch
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Writer: Josh Howkins, Finn Smith
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