LL Cool J

LL Cool J - Hollis To Hollywood lyrics

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"All that is gold does not glitter  not all those who wander are lost."

 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 chickenball
 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
 Get a 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
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Copyrights:

Author: Bacharach And David, LL Cool J, Samuel Barnes

Composer: ?

Publisher: Def Jam Records, Inc.

Details:

Released in: 1995

Language: English

Appearing on: Mr. Smith (1995)

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