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Deuce - HollyHood Vacation feat. Truth

HollyHood Vacation  feat. Truth

HollyHood Vacation feat. Truth

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Yeah...
Nine Lives...

Truth:
California, Hollyhood, got the liquor feelin' good,
Cali bud light it up, get your money, that's what's up,
Yeah that's me, from the streets,
In the car, with my heat, what You need?
V-I who, V-I what, You with me.

Deuce:
Sh-Shake it to the front,
Sh-Shake it to the back,
Now turn it all around, show me how you shake that ass,
I'm in the club gettin' buzzed yeah I'm faded,
And baby momma if you want it we can make it.

Sh-Shake it to the front,
Sh-Shake it to the back,
Now turn it all around, show me how you shake that ass,
I'm in the club gettin' buzzed yeah I'm faded,
And baby momma if you want it we can make it.

Truth:
Just close your eyes compietely shut,
Open your eyes and face the Truth,
Marinate facts observe the scene,
GML respect the roots,
Money, money I get it, get it,
Hustle hard, no lookin' back,
Shake them haters that's for real,
Make some moves and watch me stack,
I'm hood baby can't you tell, Hollywood fuck Glendale,
Oh well, I went to jail, guess what, Deuce got bail,
9 Lives off my chain, I'm coo coo, so insane,
Mona Lisa, perfect picture, get beef, my pistol get You,
Chuck Taylors, white Ts, low riders man please,
Back up off me you fuckin' chump,
Turn this up and let it bump,
Ruthless cats on my team,
Nightmare, I'm in your dream,
You the crop, I'm the cream,
I'm the hustler, you the fiend,
Back it up, shake that ass,
Me and Deuce don't need to ask,
He gone crazy, lost his mask,
I got crazy, and got his back,
Lights on, lights off, it's about to spark off,
Flow is so heavy it'll knock your socks off.

Deuce:
Sh-Shake it to the front,
Sh-Shake it to the back,
Now turn it all around, show me how you shake that ass,
I'm in the club gettin' buzzed yeah I'm faded,
And baby momma if you want it we can make it.

Sh-Shake it to the front,
Sh-Shake it to the back,
Now turn it all around, show me how you shake that ass,
I'm in the club gettin' buzzed yeah I'm faded,
And baby momma if you want it we can make it.

This shit's so easy, you see me,
You can't believe that it's me,
Oh my god he's in all my dreams,
Oh my god You know how to sing,
Oh my god it's You, is this real?
Yeah You see me sittin' and drinkin',
You see me sittin', I'm thinkin' she thinks I'm easy,
Believe me when she comes home there's no teasin',
And there's no speakin', ya feel me,
She wants to fuck with no rubber,
And she gon' think I'ma love her,
Bitch better stay in the covers,
Cuz we ain't gotta be lovers,
Just take your pants off and cuddle,
Don't call Your man cuz it's trouble,
If he comes back I'ma shovel a hole so deep in my yard,
I'll let him sleep with the sharks, fishes,
So don't be alarmed when I take the keys to Your car,
Yeah we ain't gotta be buddies or hug inside of no club,
We ain't gotta make nothin' public so fuck it,
Cuz next week I'll be havin' models and bottles inside my one room apartment,
That's when this shit gets retarded,
And bitchies start seein' doubles of me,
And wake up in trouble with me,
"She's only 17 man",
That's when they call the police.

Sh-Shake it to the front,
Sh-Shake it to the back,
Now turn it all around, show me how you shake that ass,
I'm in the club gettin' buzzed yeah I'm faded,
And baby momma if you want it we can make it.

Sh-Shake it to the front,
Sh-Shake it to the back,
Now turn it all around, show me how you shake that ass,
I'm in the club gettin' buzzed yeah I'm faded,
And baby momma if you want it we can make it.

Truth:
Oh I'm back, The Truth that's that,
I'm a star like Terry O,
Short bus, retarded flow,
Want the money plus the fame,
Run rap mando,
I'm fast, faster than a honey mustard lambo,
Movin' through an open road,
Worldwide around the globe,
What's the street without the code,
Escobar without the blow,
Jibberjabbber yip yap,
Competition where You at,
All You suckers, I don't slack,
Got a problem do the math.

Deuce:
Sh-Shake it to the front,
Sh-Shake it to the back,
Now turn it all around, show me how you shake that ass,
I'm in the club gettin' buzzed yeah I'm faded,
And baby momma if you want it we can make it.

 

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