Hollywood (feat. A'LeuS & Tha Vill)

See, I don't know what you've been told
But it's about my time to go (go)
Blast off into outer space (hey)
Welcome to Hollywood (Hollywood)
See, I don't know what you've been told
But it's about my time to go (go)
Blast off into outer space (hey)
Welcome to Hollywood (Hollywood)

You see, I don't know what to do, I just wanna be famous (famous)
Change the game, change my name, rock fly whips and gaudy chains
Hot chicks by the pair,
whisperin' in my ear, "We don't have on underwear"
Blank stares when I bare, who cares,
being flirted on by hot chicks isn't rare
I'm a douchebagm you're a tool, he's a fool, I am cool
I sorta rule, so awesome, my attitude makes hot chicks nauseas
Step in my office, don't touch nothin',
matter fact, go fetch me bran muffins
I'd love that, bring it right back,
now take your ass outside and wash my Cadillac

See, I don't know what you've been told
But it's about my time to go (go)
Blast off into outer space (hey)
Welcome to Hollywood (Hollywood)
See, I don't know what you've been told
But it's about my time to go (go)
Blast off into outer space (hey)
Welcome to Hollywood (Hollywood)

I got a black card, yeah I got a black card
I pull the race card just to get a damn job (just to keep a damn job)
Got a little daughter outta Pampers so I
gotta get it like last call in the dance club (yup)
I'm the best on here,
watchin' y'all drink Patron, I'm chuggin' down beer
Club hoppin', headphone on ears,
bumpin' my team 'cause I can't fuck with you queers (yeah)
And I promise that I'm so sincere
when I say hip hop's gettin' way too weird
Rap game bringin' a nigga to tears 'cause I'm
beatin' on the door, they won't let me in there (oh)
Fuck it, I'ma grow out my hair,
rock a mohawk, try to look gay just like y'all
Nah, sike, okay, blast off into outer space

See, I don't know what you've been told
But it's about my time to go (go)
Blast off into outer space (hey)
Welcome to Hollywood (Hollywood)
See, I don't know what you've been told
But it's about my time to go (go)
Blast off into outer space (hey)
Welcome to Hollywood (Hollywood)

It's ya boy The Vill and you know how this goes
Grand slam flow, over your head it goes
Skinny jeans, nah, mohawks, nah
But if that's what you feelin', go ahead and do y'all
Flow so outer space sometimes I feel out of place
Mr. Fiber Optics, spit that real shit toy our face
Lyrical orgasm, don't know, ask him,
have your girl on me like I'm rockin' new fashion
Ten million rappers trapped in a hole,
saying that y'all the hottest, that y'all got flows
Platinum chains, cribs and cars,
these days, everybody must be Hollywood stars
And if I didn't know no better,
let the radio tell it, wouldn't think it was no better
So I guess I'm a alien, time to blast off into outer space again

I don't know what you've been told
But it's about my time to go (go)
Blast off into outer space (hey)
Welcome to Hollywood (Hollywood)
See, I don't know what you've been told
But it's about my time to go (go)
Blast off into outer space (hey)
Welcome to Hollywood (Hollywood)