Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Hollywood
DJ Hollywood
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Holloway
Anthony Holloway
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ali Fard Mohammad
Ali Fard Mohammad
Producer

Lyrics

Jump, shout, extensions playing out
These are the things we can do without
So come on, I'm talking to you
Come on, ohh ohh
Looking back in time through the corners of my mind
I see you standing there
How I want to kiss you
How much I really miss
To run my fingers through your hair
Then again, my imagination
Being close to you, such a sweet sensation
Had to have that terrible confrontation
But now all I can do to help my situation
Ohh
When we played tag in grade school
You wanted to be it
But chasing boys to get the prize
You cost your heart your credit
We grew up, you traded your promise for a ring
Just like back in grade school
You're doing the same old thing
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Baby doll, it's Hollywood
Go to work, no money to be spent
I can't go to the bank, ask for a loan
No money to be lent
You read the paper then you have an idea
Of what you're gonna find
Inflation, time, taxes, increase
Donations, doing time
Never been a farmer, never married a cow
So I never felt better than I feel right now
I don't wanna go step down right with my honey bun
Give me some of that yummy yum yum before I go to bed
Of all the animals in the world
I'd rather be a squirrel
To climb up on the highest mountain
All over the world
Ooteng, ooteng, I don't wanna go
Slept all night with my honey bun
Give me some of that yummy yum yum
Before I go to bed
Of all the reptiles in the world
I'd rather be a snake
To climb right on the girlfriend dress
And oh, watch them things shake
Ooteng, ooteng
I don't wanna go
Slept all night with my honey bun
Gimme some of that yummy yum yum
Before I go to bed
Of all the animals roaming in the jungle
I'd rather be a monkey
So every time I see a baby
I got to make it funky
Ooteng, ooteng, ooteng, ooteng
Ooteng, ooteng, ooteng, ooteng
This is a blast, coming from the past
Dedicated girl to you, with that big fat face
I don't wanna go (I don't wanna go)
Slap the salt and lime with my hoo-pon (I don't wanna go)
Give me some of that yum-yum (yummy yum yum)
Before I have to run (I don't wanna go)
All the reptiles in the world (I don't wanna go)
All the snakes in the world (I don't wanna go)
All the animals in the world (Be on my way)
I want you for my girl
Ooteng, ooteng, ooteng, ooteng
Ooteng, ooteng, ooteng, ooteng
Ooteng, ooteng
Incase you don't know what the ooteng, ooteng mean
I tell you baby, it ain't no thing
You look at the high, you look in the tree
Nothing for you, better for me
Ooteng, ooteng, ooteng, ooteng
I don't wanna go
Give me some of that yummy yum yum (yummy yum yum)
Before I have to go (I don't wanna go)
Give me some of that yummy yum yum (yummy yum yum)
Before I have to go (I don't wanna go)
Yummy yum yum
I don't wanna go
Gimme, gimme, gimme that yummy yum yum
Just for my tumm tum tum
Go Hollywood, go hollywood
Go Hollywood, go hollywood
Go Hollywood, go hollywood
Go Hollywood, go hollywood
Go Hollywood, go hollywood
Go Hollywood, go hollywood (ah)
I'm qualified, solidified
I'm qualified to do just anything
Your heart can stand
It all depends on you
See, I've never lost a battle yet
And I don't knock on wood
Because it's not how good I make it, baby
It's how I make it good
I'm listed in the yellow pages all around the world
20 years experience in loving sweet young girls
I'm the king of the woman's world
They tell me from town to town
And when I find a deserving queen
Well, I'm gonna share my crown
But until I meet my match
I think I'm gonna have some fun
Gonna keep on bustin' 'em out now, baby
And stayin' on the run
Now I don't know, but I've been told
By a brother that he's hipper
Since 64,000 we've been hustlin'
Callin' me "Hunt the Ripper"
They say I'm straight in Park way
Dressed like a stray
But all I'm guilty of is this single love time thing
So if you want me to find my brother
Might be a crying shame
Because I might can't control my head
And it'll be a rip-tide day
I just word to the wise
Wise to the words
Come on baby doll, let's have some nerve
Let's get on the floor
Start to shake
Come on baby, start that earthquake
Now you're rockin' and rollin'
Rollin' and rockin'
Doin' it baby and never stop it
Turn your music up for good
A taste of me
I'm a Hollywood
With a hip hop
Hippy dibbity, hip hop
Hippy dibbity, hip hop
A-hippy dibbity
That all y'all
Written by: Anthony Holloway
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