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off to hollywood - piers james lyrics

[verse 1]

it’s lit
lit,lit all summer
it was a cold winter
knew she was a sinner
the first time i seen her
zim zimmer, spinner
episode in the back seat of the bimmer
drip dripper, tryna keep my wig on
but with that figure, you make a man shiver
it’s wavy i’m a swimmer
man a jamaican so i sprint off quicker
none sicker, man i been so sicker
like smoke cigars and drink malt licker
i ain’t got a reason i’m just doing it because
i don’t wanna bickers i’d rather dismiss her i’m done when i’m done
i walk like the sc-m of the slum
i run when i walk and jump when i run
and my shot power 101 so good luck to ya

[chorus]

so how you feel my dear
really i prefer nearly nutting real my dear
summer blues, autumn leaves, winter chills my dear
must of froze the old me, so i don’t feel my dear
see me i prefer this theory if we build my dear
we’d probably break the first brick we tried to seal my dear
plus i’m a big deal in this field my dear its called get me fuck the out and we can chill right here, i’m off to hollywood

[verse 2]

you were always tryna tell me different
but you never would listen, thats why i’m missing, that’s why your reminiscing
you would never understand why i was so distant
you’re so persistent, i need some -ssistance
i was always focused cause the music was my mission
you we’re always dissing, it’s bait go fishing
it’s them similar mistakes even though i told you different
all cause of your of mates, and the influence they give them
yeah i give in, that’s why lusting for other women
with no dm’s i just still slide in
you brought this demon out of me, so i should just keep sinning, no i should keep winning
i mean it’s obvious i am not the boy that i once was, like once was the beginning
like asking a nihilist how he feeling
it’s chilling
we had a bright future but the light dimming, they say it’s so sink or swim, so i stopped swimming

[chorus]

so how you feel my dear
really i prefer nearly nutting real my dear
summer blues, autumn leaves, winter chills my dear
must of froze the old me, so i don’t feel my dear
see me, i prefer this theory if we build my dear
we’d probably break the first brick we tried to seal my dear
plus i’m a big deal in this field my dear
it’s called get me fuck the out and we can chill right here, i’m off to hollywood

[outro]

scratching
im off to hollywood

- piers james lyrics

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