Hollywood (Reference) lyrics
by Kanye West
[Chorus: Justin Paul]
We all pose for pictures
We was going broke, stuntin' for b*tches, god damn
Sickening, man them n*ggas is twitching
All the fake gold, n*ggas is itching, it’s a lynching
Middle fingers and deuces
All the whips and chains, and velvet rope nooses, but
It's so blasphemous, but did we ask for this?
Hollywood be thy name
[Verse: Justxn Paul]
I know some n*ggas who roll joints in bible paper
That sh*t gave me the chills
I know some b*tches who trade kisses for gourmet dishes, uh huh
And n*ggas paying they bills, uh
Like a juror sitting courtside, side
A wide receiver or a shortstop, ah
Know why you gon' shop, your heart is in the porn shop
Pop that pus*y for a porkchop, ah
[Open Verse]
[Bridge]
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. ah, ah
[Verse: Justxn Paul]
I know some n*ggas who roll joints in bible paper
That sh*t gave me the chills
I know some b*tches who trade kisses for gourmet dishes, uh huh
And n*ggas paying they bills, uh
Like a juror sitting courtside, side
A wide receiver or a shortstop, ah
Know why you gon' shop, your heart is in the porn shop
Pop that pus*y for a porkchop, ah
[Open Verse]
[Bridge]
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. ah, ah
[Chorus: Justin Paul]
We all pose for pictures
We was going broke, stuntin' for b*tches, god damn
Sickening, man them n*ggas is twitching
All the fake gold, n*ggas is itching, it’s a lynching
Middle fingers and deuces
All the whips and chains, and velvet rope nooses, but
It's so blasphemous, but did we ask for this?
Hollywood be thy name
[Bridge]
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. ah, ah
[Verse: Justxn Paul]
I know some n*ggas who roll joints in bible paper
That sh*t gave me the chills
I know some b*tches who trade kisses for gourmet dishes, uh huh
And n*ggas paying they bills, uh
Like a juror sitting courtside, side
A wide receiver or a shortstop, ah
Know why you gon' shop, your heart is in the porn shop
Pop that pus*y for a porkchop, ah
[Chorus: Justin Paul]
We all pose for pictures
We was going broke, stuntin' for b*tches, god damn
Sickening, man them n*ggas is twitching
All the fake gold, n*ggas is itching, it’s a lynching
Middle fingers and deuces
All the whips and chains, and velvet rope nooses, but
It's so blasphemous, but did we ask for this?
Hollywood be thy name