a campfire Uh, but I just wanna tell the truth Before one of these haters load up a couple shells and shoot This shit feel like when Fredro Starr was
, Hollywood is dead, baby, baby, baby Keep on loving what is true And the world will come to you Hollywood is dead Get it in your head Hollywood is dead Hollywood is dead Hollywood
Fortune, fame, mirror vain Gone insane But the memory remains, yeah Heavy rings on fingers wave Another star denies their grave See the nowhere crowd
[Nicki Minaj] I fly with the stars in the skies, I am no longer trying to survive, I believe that life is a prize, But to live doesn't mean you're alive
Hollywood But she's a southern girl Trying to make a living In a mad and crazy world Money's all that matters In her narrow mind Once you start
beautiful, look at yourself You're somebody beautiful You're somebody beautiful, like nobody else Like a Hollywood legend or a rock 'n roll star What
gotta go, go Bring it on The two of us tonight We can make it last forever We're in the neon lights It's just you and me together Hollywood, it's the time The stars
studied hard the map of the stars All because you wanted Yeah, you really wanted Every night you wanted to be One of the little angels That flies between the stars
Take it in stride it'll kick start your feet a??When you're tuned in to the morning beata??a?? Driving through the maze of the Hollywood Hillsa?? Headed
in a Hollywood movie And that I was the star of the movie, this really blew my mind The fact that me, an overfed, long-haired, leaping gnome Should be the star of a Hollywood
She grew up with the children of the stars In the Hollywood hills, in the Boulevard Her parents threw big parties, everyone was there They hung out with
makeup It's too early for that dress Wilted and faded somewhere in Hollywood I'm glad I came here with your pound of flesh No second billing 'cause you're a star
it ends in Hollywood divorce, Hollywood divorce [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] And I'm a start Yea, and I don't have to go to Hollywood 'Cause Hollywood come through
the joy they bring It's the little things It's the little things Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Give me my guitar Give me a bright star Give me some
gonna make it all right Like Steve McQueen Underneath your radar screen You'll never catch me tonight Like Steve McQueen Like Steve McQueen We got rock stars in the White house And all our pop stars
on information And buy me a star on the boulevard It?s Californication Space may be the final frontier But it?s made in a Hollywood basement And Cobain
a star You see that ice? You see the cars Flashy lights everywhere we are Livin' like, like there's no tomorrow I thought I told you, Imma a star You
tomorrow {VERSE 2} like the dealership i got buku cars penitentary i keep buku bars flow so hot, ridin buku large hollywood ground, i got buku stars