(Verse 1: Lil Syqk) Syqk, goin 2 hollywood And I'm checkin out pu##y like a doctor should With the white skin a** skin like Ivy Wood And the blonde a** hair like a lion's hood Bang anybody C. K. Cleveland's back And I'm rollin on this b***h like a train on a track And I'm tellin her no like a not and a lack We done, where is my pre-nup at Bye! [Chorus:] Starts off like a small town marriage Lovely wife in life, baby carriage Now all the stars have cars, success of course But it ends in Hollywood divorce
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne) And I'm gon' start Yea, and I don't have to go to Hollywood Cause Hollywood come through my neighborhood with cameras on I really think they're stealin from us like a sample song I really wish one day we'd take it back like? The hurricane come and took my Louisiana home And all I got in return was a dern country song This whole country wrong What would you write if you just put a little ice on And cut your mic on But you don't even write your songs But Hollywood make you spit like a python I meant Cobra, I'm so not sober I'm high like a Hollywood You can call me a roller Your grill's glistenin' Spent a hundred thousand on mine to feel different - what's the real sense of it? Uhhh Bling bling, I know And did you know I'm the creator of the term I just straightened the perm and let it sit too long, they just makin it burn Make a movie of our lifestyle But they earn like a dead body burned on a mantlepiece That's why I try not to lie on wax like this candle grease And I be's the little n***a cooler than anti-freeze defrost on your window pane - Lil Wayne But in Hollywood it's Litt-le Wayne Don't make me not So that's why I got a pre-nup - I do
[Verse 3: Andre 3000) Yeah, Yeah A is for Atomsville Be is for going home? C if I give a f**k if you like me you know I don't If she ain't got a good head on her leave that ho alone If she do got some good head on her let her sing a song D is for what I serve, I don't be on no curb She ain't no junkie neither, I ain't no dope dealer But she keep comin back 3-stacks, must be some crack Put that pipe in her lap, she ain't know how to act Now that I've got your undivided attention I'm gonna say this and run under condition one Promise me you gon' stack, promise me you gon' ball Promise me you'll invest three fourths of it all For what? So your kids, kids, kids can have some cheese Can't get with it? Get get get get get on your knees Cause wealth is the word Rich is round the corner from the curb Don't like what I write? Shoot me a bird
(Verse 4: Big Boi) (Starts off) Tenth grade, the way was paid for me and Dre. To pregate Like Dr. Frankenstein the arts and crafts Now could we make a difference Antoine Patton and Andre Benjamin been jammin for you?, rap n****s and journalists That's quick to misprint public and private business Then retract back for deaf ears and think it's dismissed Part two the sequel all new cast, Just ain't the same gang of nerds slanndering your name behind that screen name They're lame and their life is pretty plain M&M's with no nuts Won't show up face-to-face straight b***h made Like puppies on the nipples of a mutt Address it on a case-by-case basis like the judge What about these lyin' a** hoes tryin to plot Or these n****s on the block who want the queen (n***a please) But even she can walk we'll miss her we ain't gon' fake it But God don't make mistakes must be something bigger?
(Verse 5: Snoop Dogg) I do, love you but you hate me at the same time Lights, camera, action, it's game time Do you take this here as your lovely wife? To love her and cherish her for all your life? I solemnly swear to? Share take you there And me and you together baby we a lucky pair It's been a long time, we walked a thin line Of the? I gotcha but you been mine As I sit back and watch all them cat fights Domestic violence - is that right? But you love the dogg, gave me the spotlight And now I'm growin up, showin up, blowin up I never ever thought that we would separate at all But you played me like a game of football Used to feed me, need me, dress me Now it's so messy straight cut out and left me
(Andre 3000) Hollywood divorce All the fresh styles always start off as a good little hood thing Look at blues, rock, jazz, rap Not even talkin about music Everything else too By the time it reach Hollywood it's over But it's cool We just keep it goin and make new s**t
(Snoop Dogg) Take our game, take our name Give us a little fame - And then they kick us to the curb that's a cold thang