Neiman Marcus (Hollywood)

Lyrics: Nicholas Rivera/Ian Pollack Music: Phil Shaouy/Allan P. Grigg Gon buy you a ticket to Hollywood Tryna make it out here, you prolly could Don't mean that much, ya body good Should tell you something, ya mama should I'm tryna wish you good luck Careful girl don't get chewed up I know how this shit end up In Hollywood In Hollywood Aye spend money fνck it Water in a bucket Blow a couple hunnid We shop at Neiman Marcus Run my credit cards Drink the whole bar Couple shots get you there It's really not far Dream life that I'm living Green lights all I'm hitting Seems like there's no limit But jokes up baby I'm just kidding If you had it all well then tell me what'd you do with it Do with it, do with it, do with it If you had it alright tell me what'd you do with it Do with it, do with it, do with it Gon buy you a ticket to Hollywood Tryna make it out here, you prolly could Don't mean that much, ya body good Should tell you something, ya mama should I'm tryna wish you good luck Careful girl don't get chewed up I know how this shit end up In Hollywood In Hollywood Richer than average, might skip on my taxes Got your girl in the backseat and she trippin on acid Vacations to Paris, got a house in the Hampton's With a couple of cars and a big ass mansion I bet If you play this song they'll start dancing No I never had a problem being this handsome If you had it all well then tell me what'd you do with it Do with it, do with it, do with it If you had it alright tell me what'd you do with it Do with it, do with it, do with it Gon buy you a ticket to Hollywood Tryna make it out here, you prolly could Don't mean that much, ya body good Should tell you something, ya mama should I'm tryna wish you good luck Careful girl don't get chewed up I know how this shit end up In Hollywood In Hollywood