mista hollywood,nthats who i'm all about.nhe's from my hood.nand he aint gettin out.nnHis name's Josh CnAnd he got all the ladies.nBut he aint got mencause I just keep sayin maybe.nnNow back to hollywood.nhe keeps it tight.ni be thinkin about his purple skinny jeans.nevery single night.nnNow back to that ladie,nWith the blue and white hair,nEvery time he come around,nAll the men like to stare.nnChicka Chicka Boom BoomnWill there be enough room.nI dont think sonnChicka Chicka Boom BoomnWill there be enough room.nI dont think so.nnChicka Chicka Boom BoomnWill there be enough room.nI dont think so.nnChicka Chicka Boom BoomnWill there be enough room.nI dont think so.nnDoucette, where ya mannas at.nDon't ya know, ya gotta hide that fat.nYa trippin ovas stoools, actin like a foool.nFrom it and that, Why ya dissin the blacks.nnYa think your all thatnYour think your hardcore crunknYou got a dirty facenAchne all over the placenbig boobs no branYou wanna fightnYou can barely drawnYou think you're a stunnanYou want to meet my fistnThunder and lighteningnIll go crazy on yo bitch.nnHOLLA, BALLIN'ndamn, i'm real billin'nOff the charts im fallinnThough im still killinnnI'm lovin yo vest,nIt compliments your chest.nHere come the police to make the arrest.nnIm a ladies man,nThough it never lasts more than a week.nI'm throwin rubba bands,nI'm on a million dolla streaknnWe get our hair did,nJust like you, kid.nWe get our nails done,nGuys think we the one.nnThis to the asians,nWhy ya startin' an invasion.nni think about you everytime,ni rap this song.nyeah, i think about you in, yournred lace thong.nProcrastionation, aggrivation,nI can't think because you stink.nnnLINTnLICE