Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hollis To Hollywood , by - LL COOL J. Release date: 19.11.1995
Song language: English
Hollis To Hollywood |
| Yeah, 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 some kind of metaphor freak |
| some kind 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 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 chick involved. |
| 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 from the hood your boyz will feel terror |
| MC’s contaminatin' tracks with feces |
| You think of pussy until a flick like Species |
| Hi tech ya my pen got velocity |
| Jumpin' out the SSL like Virtuosity |
| And never question what I’m doin' to ya girl |
| She let me dive deep like her panties is Waterworld |
| 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 |
| Ghetto Pocahontas |
| I got Higher Learnin' |
| And bangin' gets monotonous |
| Her ass is classic |
| 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 |
| 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 fool |
| Take me away |
| You think I can’t fool |
| It’s kinda like miniture satellites floatin' in closets |
| Spyin' in pockets |
| Jumpin' out of a helicopter into a football stadium filled with cotton candy |
| Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee |
| Word up, |
| So your man got a good job lovin' ya so much |
| Boss on his back comin' home like 'What the fuck?' |
| But you be on his side through the thick and all the thin |
| That’s when LL come in |
| Blast a ass 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, dick 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. |