Movie Lyrics - People Keep Talking - Hoodie Allen

She got an ass like her mama's, call that Julia Roberts 

This pretty lady is crazy cause she addicted to drama 

I'm tryna keep it romantic, I'm like Matthew McConaugh 

Don't need to be a detective to figure out that she want it 

She ride around in a Cadi, probably bought by her father 

She loves to listen to oldies and wear her hair like Madonna 

She tell her dad I'm a doctor, I think that she clueless 

I only play one on TV like I'm a young George Clooney 

Dawg I was destined for movies, getting better when older 

You need to get (get) that (that) dirt off your shoulder 

If you are slacking a bunch, pack it up 

Got a Wahlberg flow, packing a punch 

Billy Madison I'm never packing a lunch 

But I'm eating y'all raps cause you snacking it much 

I'm just a fighter, an All-American psycho rapper 

I Minnie Driver these girls crazy, there ain't no after 

I'm on that Casablanca, watch out homie this is classic 

My life reality television, ain't no one acting 

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The city can be mine 

But you just need to stop and learn your lines 

Hey girl, well let's make a movie 

You can be my leading lady beauty 

Grab your camera, don't be shy 

Things ain't always black and white 

We can make this world into our movie 

These people asking me questions, they like "how did you do it?" 

Now the way we blowing up, it's like a Michael Bay movie 

I got a beautiful mind, so got these beautiful women 

They say you win some and lose some but all I'm doing is winning 

My life like Benjamin Button, let's go back to the future 

And start it back in 2000 with just a mic and computer 

I was just writing these raps, trying to bring the whole city with me 

I went from being Home Alone and now I'm Richie, Richie 

I put my old life behind me, jumped in front of the camera 

I got these honeys going crazy, call that Jessica Alba 

These other rappers are like how come they can't get to where I did 

Vring vring, here come Johnny homie I'm shining 

I got bad bitches on my dick, clips homie I'm grinding 

It's so dope, they go home to TiVo and rewind it 

Struggling rappers are acting like they some waiters now 

They busy watching me make it homie, you wait around 

The city can be mine 

But you just need to stop and learn your lines 

Hey girl, well let's make a movie 

You can be my leading lady beauty 

Grab your camera, don't be shy 

Things ain't always black and white 

We can make this world into our movie 

Is it your eyes? Is it your hair? 

Is it your look? Is it your stare? 

I swear the camera love, love, love, love 

I swear the camera love you 

Is it your eyes? Is it your hair? 

Is it your look? Is it your stare? 

I'm tryna cut, cut 

Oh this is the cut - the director's cut 

Hey girl, well let's make a movie 

You can be my leading lady beauty 

Grab your camera, don't be shy 

Things ain't always black and white 

We can make this world into our movie 

Now let the horns play...