Hollyhood Vacation (feat. Truth) (исполнитель: Deuce)
Feat. [bad word] [Deuce] Yeah! Nine lives! [bad word] California, Hollyhood, Got the liquor, Feelin' good Cali bud, Light it up Get your money, That's what's up Yeah that's me, From the streets In the car, With my heat What you need V-I who, V-I what, You with me [Deuce [bad word] x2] Sh-Shake it to the front Sh-Shake it to the back Now turn it all around, Show me how you shake that [bad word] I'm in the club, Gettin' buzzed, yeah I'm faded And baby momma, if you want it, We can make it [bad word] Just close your [bad word] shut Open your eyes and face The [bad word] Marinate facts, observe the scene GML, respect the roots Money, money, I get it, get it Hustle hard, no lookin' back Shake them haters, that's for real Make some moves and watch me stack I'm hood baby, can't you tell Hollywood, [bad word] Glendale Oh, well I went to jail Guess what, Deuce got bail Nine lives off my chain, I'm coo, coo, so insane Mona Lisa, perfect picture Got beef, my pistol get you Chuck Taylors, white T's, Low riders, man please Back up off me you [bad word] chump Turn this up, and let it [bad word] cats, on my team Nightmare, I'm in your dream You're the crop, I'm the cream I'm the hustler, you're the fiend Back it up, shake that [bad word] Me and Deuce, no need to ask He gone crazy, lost his mask I gone crazy, and got his back Lights on, lights off It's about to spark off Flow's so heavy, it'll knock your socks off Yeah! [Deuce [bad word] x2] [Deuce] This [bad word] s so easy, You see me, you can't believe that it's me Oh, my God he's in all my dreams Oh, my God you know how to sing Oh, my God it's you, is this real Yeah, you see me, sittin' and drinkin You see me sittin', I'm thinkin' She thinks I'm easy, believe me When [bad word] home there's no teasin' There's no speed, you feel me She wan't to [bad word] with [bad word] She gonna think I'm a lover [bad word] better stay in the covers 'Cause we aint gotta be lovers Just take your pants off and cuddle Don't call your man, 'cause it's trouble If [bad word] back, I'ma shovel a hole so deep in my yard I'll let him sleep with the sharks Fishes, so don't be alarmed When I take the keys to your car And we ain't gotta be buddies Or hug inside o' no club We ain't gotta make nothin' public so [bad word] it 'Cause next week I'll be havin' models and bottles Inside my one-room apartment That's when this [bad word] gets retarded And [bad word] start seein' doubles of me And wake up in trouble with me 'She's only seventeen man! ' That's when they call the police [Deuce [bad word] x2] [bad word] Oh, I'm back, The [bad word] that's that I'ma star like Terry O, short bus retarded flow Want the money plus the [bad word] rap, mando I'm faster, faster than a honey mustard Lambo Movin' through an open road Worldwide, around the globe What's the streets without the code Escobar without the blow Jibberjabber yippy [bad word] where you at All you suckers, I don't slack Got a problem, do the math! [Deuce [bad word]