Lyrics Holly Hollywood - Gecko Turner

Holly Hollywood

I love the game
And I love your frame
Way much better than a movie
Wish I could explain
But since I can’t
I gotta leave it on your choice
If you want to understand it
Why doncha call me
And drive me there, my boy…
Holly Hollywood, she don’t care…
Holly Hollywood, she don’t care
To be a non-driver living in L. A
I’ve told you once
I’ve told you twice
We go together like
Black beans and rice
Jelly roll in the morning
And boogalooga at night
Don’t forget about tea time
It really feels alright…
It ain’t a dog in desperation
Salivating, it’s me…
I love to see you in you SUV
On the driver’s seat…