Lyrics Hollywood(Body No Be Firewood) - Chyn

Uh
Body no be firewood
I don tire to try to make it to hollywood
They said i wasnt good enough
They were right, im not good, im great
I call the shots
Uh
Body no be firewood
I don tire to try to make it to hollywood
They dont know whats up
Im not good, im great dawg
I call the shots

Short black boy, great things, small packages
Joe jackson stay fly
No baggages
With the first year i make them see clearer
All eyes on me like the ring bearer
Speaking of ring bearer
These hoes wanna get hitched