Letra de PLANET HOLLYWOOD - Marty

(Feat. Wordsplayed)

Oh, it can't be

Every song is classic, Marty going OD

Right now we underground, but he poppin' low-key

2025, the new Grammy family, ayy

Don't talk about my mom, yo

Got Jordans with the sports coat, I'm like Seinfeld (Uh)

I'm out in LA, everybody here a name dropper (For real)

I met your boyfriend last week, so that ain't your father?

I'm in the kitchen like Betty Crocker

I'm counting up every dollar

Thought I told y'all I'm a soldier like Silkk Da Shocka

Why your pastor gotta dress like he Willy Wonka?

Thank you for your request, I formally reject your offer

The boy a free agent

How'd you make a multi-million dollar business? You a C-major

I was blue, now I'm the Green Ranger

I don't need another self-help guru

I need a real Savior, for real

Oh, it can't be

Group chat linking with the matching Rollies

Now we got sons, we becoming the OGs

2026, the new Grammy family (Ayy-ayy-ayy)

You have to understand how things are up here

(Music, baby)

The streams bought the crib

What you mean I need flood insurance?

Vegans seen the coat, now they runnin' interfurence

They missed words, closed caption

I'm in the Bible Belt, and my pants saggin'

Didn't Kobe and Lamar win the same ring?

Then Khloé and Lamar made a good team

I guess the hero ain't always who it seems

How they still sending money out to Shaun King?

Inshallah, I want the same vision Barry Gordy saw

Marty wearing all his chains, call it Mardi Gras

All these crabs in the bucket

Want the lobster claw (Extra butter)

Ayy, we the new Grammy family

I'm looking at these John's, and it's uncanny

Elton, Stockton, Lennon, Legend, Baptist

How he courtside? He the Chaplin

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