Lyrics:
were leaving
Now the days go by so fast
And it's one more day up in the canyons
And it's one more night in Hollywood
If you think that I could be
were leaving
Now the days go by so fast
And it's one more day up in the canyons
And it's one more night in Hollywood
If you think that I could be
a job
Don't work for your father
He ain't no salt of the earth
In your soft little palms
Beneath the Hollywood palms
You might just do well by some
starlit your contract's expired
You Hollywood doll
You Hollywood doll
you measure success by every inch that's in your ass
As the sands of time
see you in Hollywood
I can’t help but disagree
By then I’ll be dressed in gold
Spilt coffee on my white tee
Los Angeles is good to me
It’s good for me
good
Never Hollywood
I like Kush it's healthy
Don't get pushed by envy
In montbello if you checking
In a hooked up Chevy
Shit is trash!
Interstate I'm
Boutta turn up by the Lights Hollywood made
NFA in my veins, NFA what I made, y'all don't gotta tell me I came To late
Let the Souljas rain thangz
NFA my
mean, seriously, I'm tellin' you this is the first time that any of my girlfriends and I have ever met anybody really from Hollywood... I mean, really...
ever known.
The mad Professor Mentley was his name and I drew near
I hopped upon his shoulder and I grabbed him by the ear
I held my little pistols up
breeze, blows through my hair
We're watching the stars tonight
It's like we're in a movie
Acting out the scenes seen on tv
Playing by our own rules
Taking
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
Imma start by
Going to try
Not to die
Alright
Start by
Going to try
Not to die
All night
This night been dark
Laying on the porch with a broken heart
I had a thousand roxy's at the Marriot
I told em meet me at the Citgo
Right there by the Save-a-lot
Now boy you know
I aint meeting nobody at that
life, the 1000 Winds Project
By TheChrisAllen.com
One more than 999 individual pristine 24-bit fart recordings
Quoting the site, captured using
Down, down in Hollywood town
The lost and found come to find their way
Walking outside feelings they hide
Putting their pride through well known
Její oči jsou modrý jak nebe nad Hollywood sign
Airplane mode, omluv mě, dneska chci vnímat jen vibe
Nedávno zdál se mi sen
Že všechno to jednoho
never sold my soul
Led by a dollar
Led by a dollar bill
Led by a dollar
Led by a dollar bill
Led by a dollar
Led by a dollar bill
Led by a dollar
Led by
(Chorus) x2
She's on her way, about to get paid
But never turning Hollywood
He's on his way, about to get paid
But never turning Hollywood
Old school, play it cool, Hollywood-style
Come out with all these "apps" now, send cute girls straight to your phone
So you can feel like a player,
the past behind us
And up ahead I see Cali-for-ni-a
By the time we get there, maybe you'd forgive me
Let's love hard, let's live now in Hollywood
to bear
Will I ever make it through?
What the freaks call 'Hollywood'
Friends are owned by the gents who live down below
Will I ever make it through?
want to meet the big howling wolf
want to received that love
they all seduced up by hollywood
and the danger it's ignored
Fat motherfuckers running
your sunshine, found in your heart
You are my wonder love
To make them believe you is a state of art
You are my Hollywood star
Touched by your sunshine,
without
Having you by my side
And as the raindrops fall
I'm thinking about it all
On Hollywood Boulevard
The city lights
Don't seem as bright
Tonight
I
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