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b.o.b - hollywood lyrics

[intro: b.o.b]
yeah, it’s that n-gga b.o.b
playboy tre up in this motherf-cker
they gon’ get mad at this sh-t
this for that motion picture -ss n-ggas

[hook: b.o.b]
you’re just a hollywood n-gga
you’re just a hollywood hoe
you’re just a hollywood n-gga
you’re just a hollywood hoe
you’re repping hollywood hoe
cause you a hollywood n-gga
a certified hoe
a hollywood n-gga
a certified hoe
you’re just a hollywood n-gga
a certified hoe
you’re repping hollywood n-gga
but you forgot you’re hood, hoe

[verse 1: playboy tre]
sometimes i like them trapped in hollywood
cause all the lames that used to get play
nowadays they think they cool cause they got brace and shades, but they ain’t
just because you went and bought you some gl-sses
don’t change the fact that real n-ggas whippin’ your -sses
oh no, here we go, he a lame, and i know, that he knows
we [?] and get the f-ck out the store
when i come, on the block they used to call that n-gga [?]
no he called himself pistolgrip, gone with that
and then you got the ones to get a position
and try to talk down like he under beneath them
better get a rubber [?], back to the real you
he used to kiss -ss and i bet he still do

[verse 2: b.o.b]
can somebody please tell me where the h-ll is [?] at?
he used to burn cds and sell them at the [?]
but now he got a deal and signed a record contract
then he cut his wrists off [?]
me and tre don’t f-ck with them [?]
we just f-ck that girls and drop ‘em off, without no bus fare
we on the same planet and we breathe the same air
so why the h-ll you actin’ like you ain’t from ‘round here?
quit actin’ like a f-ck pop, you who n-gga, you home boy
you shoe triggers and toe toys, but your respect is so void
and everybody say you actin’ scary now
cause you ain’t with your boys no more, you roll with paramount

[interlude: playboy tre & b.o.b]
welcome everybody, oh yeah, yeah i’m looking good right back at you
but anyway, we’re here for the hollywood n-gga of the year award
and the award goes to [?] pistolgrip!
come on to the stage!
yeah man, i appreciate that sh-t man
now, you know that f-ck n-ggas, [?]
i got shades on, i can’t even see you, dawg

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