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Quincey White
Quincey White
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Blunt
James Blunt
Songwriter
Steve Robson
Steve Robson
Songwriter
Wayne Hector
Wayne Hector
Songwriter

Lyrics

Believe that
Girl you look like Hollywood
Girl, you look like Hollywood-wood-wood-wood-wood
Girl, you look like Hollywood
Girl, you look like Hollywood-wood-wood-wood-wood
Look, reminiscing back to 1993
That's the first time I see her on the TV screen
With Snoop Dogg, drinking on gin and juice
I was a kid but I knew that I can get it too
Had all my favorite rappers in the limousine
With her, you can have anything
Front page on a magazine
Have you looking good, take you out the hood, introduce you to lavish things
But she only fuck with the grace
If you ain't one, you and her might be a phase
Pop tell me that she get around
If you gon' get it, ****, better get it now
I ain't care about her past 'cause I'm up next
She lookin' like sunset in that sundress
Seeing her past is the walk of fame
My star shine brighter than all these lames
She belong in and you can't take her
'Cause she got her front row every time we watch the Lakers
In rotation on every station, across the nation
Even selling out the Staples, this feeling is amazing
I look up at the stars, thank God he aligned 'em right
We up like the Hollywood sign
Girl, you fine and you mine
Drop the top, we gon' ride tonight 'cause
Girl you look like Hollywood
Girl, you look like Hollywood-wood-wood-wood-wood
Girl, you look like Hollywood
Girl, you look like Hollywood-wood-wood-wood-wood
Yeah, look
At the age of sixteen, wrote my first sixteen
Never had a dolla but I had some big dreams
To meet this girl named success
I got one shot and wouldn't aim for less
I had to go to war just to get her
Got it and I went to war with her
Now I'm tryna win the wars with her
With my soul still intact
Need a Grammy for that
And the most platinum of plaque
She is beautiful but if you let this chick start to get to you
You'll lose your cool
People that know you start askin', who that dude?
I ain't seen him a day in my life even though we lived on the same street
He been on a different wave since hit Venice Beach
Go to sleep, fiend for life, just like his
Wake up, find a bitch that look just like his
Girl you look like Hollywood
Girl, you look like Hollywood-wood-wood-wood-wood
Girl, you look like Hollywood
Girl, you look like Hollywood-wood-wood-wood-wood
Girl you look like Hollywood
Girl, you look like Hollywood-wood-wood-wood-wood
Girl, you look like Hollywood
Girl, you look like Hollywood-wood-wood-wood-wood
Woah
Written by: James Blunt, Steve Robson, Wayne Hector
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