Roll up and smoke my sins away

I'd like to go to St. Tropez

Maybe I'll go maybe I'll stay

Maybe I'll stay

She asked me if I'm scared to fly

To tell the truth I'm terrified

I never been that high before

Very bad reason not to go

Terrible reason not to go

He's on his way, he's 'bout to get paid

He's on his way to Hollywood

He's on his way, he's 'bout to get paid

He's on his way to Hollywood

Show him the way, he's 'bout to get paid

He's on his way to Hollywood

He's on his way, he's 'bout to get paid

He's on his way to Hollywood

Ay from the door

I showed you my scars

and I told you girl,

I won't lie

If we at war, then this is a war

that I can't afford, no I, I, I

I wanted more but that was before

Lord knows I'm torn, so I I cry

From the corner of my eye, baby

It's been hard for me to smile

Lately

It's been hard for me to smile

Lately

It's been hard for me to smile

Lately

It's been hard for me to smile

If you won't take me in your home

If you won't take me in your home

If you won't take me in your home

If you won't take me in your home

He's on his way, he's 'bout to get paid

He's on his way to Hollywood

He's on his way, he's 'bout to get paid

He's on his way to Hollywood

Show him the way, he's 'bout to get paid

He's on his way to Hollywood

He's on his way, he's 'bout to get paid

He's on his way to Hollywood