K-pop Lyrics

Hollywood Cole
Go
Ay Hollywood
Hollywood Cole
Go

You wanna know just where Im at
Well let me tell you bout it
I put my city on the map
But let me tell you bout it
They tryna say I cant come back
Ay let me tell you bout it
Man fuck them nigga I come back
Ay let me tell you bout it
I wanna tell you bout it
Hands up, everybody run
Cole outside and he say he got a gun
Niggas like "man thats what everybody say"
Go and pop the trunk and everybody dead
Everybody scared of the nigga
Aware that the nigga is better
All my bitches the pick of the litter
Never bitter
Niggas is faker than anime
Me I never hate, get cake like Anna Mae, woah
Eat the cake bitch, eat the damn cake
Fuck good nigga we demand great
Order Dominos and she take off all her clothes
Nigga you know how it goes, make the pizza man wait
The best kept secret
Even hoes try and keep it and I leak the damn tape
Rest in peace any nigga want beef
Even secret service couldnt keep the man safe

[Pre-Hook:]
I said to the window, to the wall
My nigga ride when I call
Got bitches all in my mind
Fuck nigga blocking my shine
I know the reason you feel the way
I know just who you wan be
So everyday I thank the man upstairs
That I aint you and you aint me

[Hook:]
Get off my dick, woah
(Get the fuck off my dick)
Get off my dick, woah
(Get the fuck off my dick nigga)
Get off my dick, bitch, woah
(Get the fuck off my dick)
Get off my dick, bitch, woah

Man fuck them niggas I come home and I dont tell nobody
They gettin temporary dough and I dont tell nobody
Lord will you tell me if I changed, I wont tell nobody
I wanna go back to Jermaine, and I wont tell nobody
This is the part that the thugs skip
Young nigga never had love
You know, foot massage, back rub shit
Blowing bubbles in the bathtub shit
That is until I met you
Together we done watch years go by
Seen a river of your tears go by
Got me thinkin bout some kids, still I
Tell them hoes come through
(The break up)
Get to know somebedy and you learn a lot about em
When we long for you, start to doubt em
Tell yourself you better off without em
Then in time you will find cant walk without em
Cant talk without em, cant breath without em
Came here together, you cant leave without em
So you walk back in, make a scene about em
On your Amerie its just 1 thing about em
Its called love
Niggas dont sing about it no more
Dont nobody sing about it no more
No more, no more
Its called love
Niggas dont sing about it no more
Dont nobody sing about it no more
(Nigga I dont sing about this shit no more)
But there a nigga in the club singing

[Pre-Hook]

Get off my dick
But every nigga in the club singing
Singing this song yeah
Got all the bitches in the club singing
Singing this song yeah
And all they mamas let their kids sing it
Sing this song yeah
The baby mamas and the mistresses
Singing this song yeah
Song yeah, song song yeah

(The make up)
This shit is retarded
Why every rich black nigga gotta be famous
Why every broke black nigga gotta be brainless
Thats a stereotype
Driven by some people up in Ariel Heights
Heres a scenario
Young Cole pockets is fat like little Terrio
Dreamville, give us a year well be on every show
Yeah fuck nigga Im very sure
Fuck the rest Im the best nigga out
When Im back home Im the best in the South
When Im in LA Im the best in the West
You can test, you can test, Imma stretch niggas out
Oooh Imma stretch niggas out
That go for all yall if I left niggas out
This shit for everbody on my testicle
Please make sure you put the rest in your mouth, ho