Hollywood (feat. Buba Corelli)
Hotel, bol i blud, karma u lobiju
Sanja Hollywood sama u sobi tu
Hotel, bol i blud, karma u lobiju
Sanja Hollywood sama u sobi tu
A noći besane nam se smješkaju
Na pola eksa je, usne je peckaju
Srce preskače, noge klecaju
Suze vještačke, takve ne plaču
Zelenooka, zbog tebe svaka ide na skip
Bez svjedoka vodaš me, blizu pakla sam, RIP
Ne znam do kad ćeš mi skakati na ego kô trip
Ja sam van toka svaki put kad mi sjedneš u VIP
Ne znam je li do mene bae, ili je to kodein kriv
S njima nećeš da sjedneš, jer navikla na fame si
Imaš keš da jebeš se, na njoj ništa basic
To je sve što ću reć', ja sam real i nisam fake lik
Hotel, bol i blud, karma u lobiju
Sanja Hollywood sama u sobi tu
Hotel, bol i blud, karma u lobiju
Sanja Hollywood sama u sobi tu
A noći besane nam se smješkaju
Na pola eksa je, usne je peckaju
Srce preskače, noge klecaju
Suze vještačke, takve ne plaču
U rizli cali kush, soba 212, odmah ulazi i pali tuš
Ona gola preko stola, okolo sve se ruši
Još joj razmazan na pola stoji novi ruž
Bogati tuš, ni ne zna za granice
Dodatno je lože sve te zle drugarice
Dodatno je loše, sad pred svetom pravi se
Kao kada krošeom ovaj život rani sve, brani se
Ona sanja Beverli, Sodomu i Gomoru
Gde svi su neverni, ledeni ko da su jedini
Severni, hladna srca kao belo from Medellín
Svaki dan u nedelji (Slatki snovi)
Hotel, bol i blud, karma u lobiju
Sanja Hollywood sama u sobi tu
Hotel, bol i blud, karma u lobiju
Sanja Hollywood sama u sobi tu
A noći besane nam se smješkaju
Na pola eksa je, usne je peckaju
Srce preskače, noge klecaju
Suze vještačke, takve ne plaču
Hollywood (feat. Buba Corelli)
Hotel, pain and blood, karma in the lobby
Dreaming of Hollywood alone in the room
Hotel, pain and blood, karma in the lobby
Dreaming of Hollywood alone in the room
And sleepless nights smirk at us
Half drunk, lips tingling
Heart skipping beats, legs trembling
Fake tears, those don't cry
Green-eyed, everyone skips for you
Without witnesses, you lead me, close to hell, RIP
I don't know how long you'll keep jumping on my ego like a trip
I'm out of it every time you sit in my VIP
I don't know if it's me, bae, or if it's the codeine's fault
You won't sit with them, because you're used to fame
You have cash to f*ck around, she's anything but basic
That's all I'll say, I'm real and not a fake guy
Hotel, pain and blood, karma in the lobby
Dreaming of Hollywood alone in the room
Hotel, pain and blood, karma in the lobby
Dreaming of Hollywood alone in the room
And sleepless nights smirk at us
Half drunk, lips tingling
Heart skipping beats, legs trembling
Fake tears, those don't cry
In a joint of Cali kush, room 212, come in and turn on the shower right away
She's naked over the table, everything around is falling apart
Her new lipstick is still half smeared
Rich shower, doesn't know any limits
All those evil friends are making it worse
It's even worse, now she's pretending in front of the world
Like when life hits everything with a hook, defend yourself
She dreams of Beverly, Sodom and Gomorrah
Where everyone is unfaithful, icy as if they were the only ones
Northern, cold hearts like white from Medellín
Every day of the week (Sweet dreams)
Hotel, pain and blood, karma in the lobby
Dreaming of Hollywood alone in the room
Hotel, pain and blood, karma in the lobby
Dreaming of Hollywood alone in the room
And sleepless nights smirk at us
Half drunk, lips tingling
Heart skipping beats, legs trembling
Fake tears, those don't cry