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You know what bro, fuck this Bass the fuck up bitch Way out in Hollywood, I know that Holly would Pop a pilly just to feel it, yeah, she prolly would She catchin' feelings for me since I got my commas up Face down, ass up, how I fall in love Chain out, cash up, when she call me up I would let her call me daddy but she got enough Way out in Hollywood, I know that Holly would Pop a pilly just to feel it, yeah, she prolly would Pull up to the scene, huh I bet she do it for the team, pop a bean, huh All up in her mouth, Listerine, Mr. Clean, huh Big loud, blow down, gasolina Ooh, she from the west side, must confess I I been peeping how you walkin', you the best sight Fuck that talking, I'mma let you do the rest, I When I walk in, shorty better be undressed, I'm Way out in Hollywood, I know that Holly would Pop a pilly just to feel it, yeah, she prolly would She catchin' feelings for me since I got my commas up Face down, ass up, how I fall in love Chain out, cash up, when she call me up I would let her call me daddy but she got enough Way out in Hollywood, I know that Holly would Pop a pilly just to feel it, yeah, she prolly would She want some Louie on her got me whipping down Rodeo Gucci, Fendi, Prada in the bag I gotta pay up Shorty she a Barbie, okay, where she stay Life of the party, don't care what she say Girl you talk too much, I'm only talkin' to the bank She eyein' my deposits, throwin' hunnids in the safe She don't want no love, she want diamonds on the face Rollie, let it tick tock, then she run away Way out in Hollywood, I know that Holly would Pop a pilly just to feel it, yeah, she prolly would She catchin' feelings for me since I got my commas up Face down, ass up, how I fall in love Chain out, cash up, when she call me up I would let her call me daddy but she got enough Way out in Hollywood, I know that Holly would Pop a pilly just to feel it, yeah, she prolly would
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