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hollywoodwhyte! - Rookie Of The Year (Dir. RSEVN)
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jemario Dewayne Dye
Jemario Dewayne Dye
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
640
Producer
Levelz Studios
Levelz Studios
Recording Engineer
Melvin Hicks
Melvin Hicks
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah (Yeah) I'm back on they ass forreal (I'm back on they ass forreal) Holly (Holly) Morant (Morant) Yeah I'm trying to get to the loot with it Stacking up gwuap watch me do what I do with it Told my lil bitch i'ma be there in two minutes You ain't really trapping go get you a new image Most of these niggas be fu Pour me a one then I pour me a two Get whooped in this function you step on my motherfucking shoe I keep bands in my pocket I think I'm a Jew I breeze on a beat I be feeling like Drew The way they be biting I think I should sue Call up my plug tell him bring me up something new Pack touchdown and I skip to my lou This DTE shit is so true Try to run off gone get met with a .762 Pull up to the club and pull off with a nigga boo If he try to thump i'ma shock him like Pikachu Pop out the cut on these niggas Peek a boo Be up 24/7 like tweakers do I ain't rolled off molly in a week or two Get the fuck out my face I do not wanna speak to you My niggas be banging like speakers do I got the key to the streets like Alicia do Tint on my whip you get popped just for peeking through Fuck up my vibe in this bitch we gone see 'bout you I feel like I'm rookie of the year I just poured a deuce in a beer Took a nigga bitch come here These niggas be living in fear I feel like I'm most improved Old hundreds on me no blues Get yo ass beat if you step on my shoes Life is a game I win and you lose Holly Morant I'm the rookie of the year I just poured a deuce in a Heineken beer Looked at yo bitch and I told her come here I am the most improved player I walk in the trap and I say a prayer I put on this drip it be coming in layers Ain't calling 'bout money I'll talk to you later Ain't calling bout money I don't wanna speak I ain't rolled off molly in about a week These niggas be talking but talk is cheap You a pedestrian nigga get out the street I feel like them demons they after me I throw back a RP and chase it with Hennessy Me Heem and Louie we some like the trinity No Q50 but I'm on Infiniti Know I'm real geeked up right now We up right now Feet up right now Nigga play in the club he gone get beat up right now Niggas blowing me up right now Told em' gimme a minute I gotta re up right now Niggas can't see us right now Like I'm locked in furnace I'm finna heat up right now Holly Morant I'm the rookie of the year I feel like I'm rookie of the year I just poured a deuce in a beer Took a nigga bitch come here These niggas be living in fear I feel like I'm most improved Old hundreds on me no blues Get yo ass beat if you step on my shoes Life is a game I win and you lose Holly Morant I'm the rookie of the year I just poured a deuce in a Heineken beer Looked at yo bitch and I told her come here I am the most improved player I walk in the trap and I say a prayer I put on this drip it be coming in layers Ain't calling bout money I'll talk to you later
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