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hollywood boulevard - xofilo

hollywood boulevard

xofilo

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Lyric

(Woo)

(JThousand)

(Woo)

You can catch me in Hollywood Boulevard

Swervin' round the city in my new foreign car

No I can't chase a bitch 'cause I got no heart

Wearing high fashion, I feel like a superstar

All eyes on me, everything you'll never be

Dancin' in my Truey jeans, OMG, I'm such a queen

No, you can't afford me, everyone recording

Waking up to paparazzi, outside every morning

I go to the Gucci store and I'mma blow a bag

And now the other boys wanna hit it from the back

These bitches say they' better, but all that I hear is cap

They will never be like me, I got too much swag

I feel like a celebrity, I'm so pretty

I'm rockin' Juicy Couture when I hit the city

I'm an Enby popstar and I wear a crown

When I'm famous, I'mma laugh at all these clowns

You're so irrelevant, get the fuck out of my face

If we not friends, then call me by my stage name

I cannot avoid the cameras in my face

They're obsessed with FabFantasy, it's insane

F-A-B, yeah, it's the dream team

F-T-P, you could see in your dreams

Look at me, OMG, I'm so scene

Look at me, I'm the queen of everything

Bitch I get it poppin' blogs are talking, ha, let's go

They say I'm cocky at the party, bitch come to my show

We get it loud, get it crunk, how are we so live

FabFantasy I made that shit so we could all thrive

I do this shit for the gay's and the non-binary they's

You was talking shit but yo ass live in a cave

It's giving Patrick cause these bitches live under rocks

Talk 'bout how hard your life is, but this ain't no hard knock

You can catch me in Hollywood Boulevard

Swervin' round the city in my new foreign car

No I can't chase a bitch 'cause I got no heart

Wearing high fashion, I feel like a superstar

All eyes on me, everything you'll never be

Dancin' in my Truey jeans, OMG, I'm such a queen

No, you can't afford me, everyone recording

Waking up to paparazzi, outside every morning

(All eyes on me, everything you'll never be)

(Dancin' in my Truey jeans, OMG, I'm such a queen) (JThousand)

(No, you can't afford me, everyone recording)

(Waking up to paparazzi, outside every morning)

- It's already the end -