Hollywood - Blac Chyna

There’s a shy boy lives on my street

He called me movie star (Got me a bougie pair of dark sunglasses)

Wear 'em till the sun goes down on the car

Drivin' to Hollywood

I wish I could stay

Drivin' to Hollywood

Get out of the way

It’s a crazy day

It’s a crazy day

It’s a crazy day

And when his mother left him her Stingray

We’d talk all night, covered in grease

Got it runnin' bought his self a motorcycle

Gave the stingray to me

Drivin' to Hollywood

I wish I could stay

Drivin' to Hollywood

Get out of the way