Riding round Hollywood Drive
With all my shooters and my toolies on my side
Got all the four friends asking for a ride
But when it’s Hollywood you never decide
(Yeah)
I’ve been looking in the back streets
Front streets, baby, hot streets
Baby cold streets maybe we can take it slowly
But hell, I don’t wanna take it there it’s all a dream it’s not fair
I don’t wanna go with plan b
It’s too funky in here
She on her ****
She doing her thang
She doing her thang
She doing her thangy thangy thangy-thang
Aw hell, shawty got a record, cooking up some spells
Whip it up in the kitchen stir fry
I’m linked in with the business
Can’t you tell?
Riding round Hollywood Drive
With all my shooters and my toolies on my side
Got all the four friends asking for a ride
But when it’s Hollywood you never decide
Driving down HollyWood drive
These pretty girls asking me for a ride
And they got these fancy cars
It’s like living on mars
I came from the marsh
Before I came here, it was just
Movies and cars
I can’t describe the parasite
The calcite, The dynamite
The terror night
I can’t decide
I’m terrified
I can’t drive I’m living in a terror city
Sometimes these girls can get real picky
(Yeah)
Real pity
No wonder the skies are blue
