Who Sang Hollywood? JAY-Z feat. Beyoncé

Beyoncé Kingdom Come cover art
Release information
Release Date: 2006-11-21
length: 4:18
producer: Syience and Ne‐Yo
Some other versions of "Hollywood"

It ain't for everybody
Welcome to Hollywood, baby
Take my picture
You comin' with?
Let's not even talk about it
Let's do it
Let's go

I see your jealousy as you're watching (I see you watching)
You're watching (It's all good)
It's kinda sexy to me (I love it)
How you're watching, you're watching
I see your face (I see your face)
You want to touch it (You want to touch it)
Come to my place (Come to the crib)
And let's discuss it (Let's chop it up)
Tonight you'll be (Tonight you goin' be a superstar, baby)
A superstar
Come, let me sign you up (Let's get into it)

Oh, it's the lights (You're blinded by the)
Action! (You need that)
Hollywood (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Oh, it's the lights (You're blinded by the)
Satisfaction (You need that)
Hollywood (uh, uh, uh, uh, c'mon)

Paparazzi spots me in the lobby of my high rise
I hide behind my shades because the fame is blindin' my eyes
My god, I know how Ozzy Oz must have felt when he was Oz hot
As I have got, I have got to make this stop
People often warn me that the fame ain't for the faint of heart
It'll change those 'cause if they had love for you into strangers
When the fame starts, it's a chain reaction
Locomotion like when a train departs
Stranger things have happened
Rappin', stackin' platinum plaques
Born in Brooklyn, got a place in Manhattan
Goin' back to Brooklyn to escape the madness
When your friends is Chris and Gwyneth
When your girl is more famous than Juventus
Then it's time to get all your windows tinted
Keep your eyes squinted, it's goin' flash any minute
The music biz is like musical chairs
It's about where you stand when the music stop spinnin'


You got to get it
Do you want it?
But you don't need it
Till you do, till you do

Hey mister, page sixer
A-lister, you're in the midst of
The ride of your life, but you gotta keep them hits up
Can't put your guard down, gotta keep your mitts up
Take a sip, sir, it's so intoxicating ain't it?
Try not to get jaded
Hollywood's been good to ya
Startin' to feel like buzz to ya
Don't lie, go on fly, you're addicted to the light
Without the fame, how you gon' survive?
It's like bein' on heroin, you so high

And everybody's warning you about it (I tried to tell you)
And once you taste it you can't live without it (It's addicting)
Not 'cause you choose to not live without it (you sure you want this, baby?)
It's now a part of you, it's now a part of you (It's a part of you)
And everybody's warning you about it
And once you taste it you can't leave


Wanna be seen now, groupies
Now you've become what you once despised
James Dean, John Belushi, blow your whole life trying to live in the lights
Heroin's following, Marijuana hopping over the edge
It's like Janis Joplin
River Pheonix, Jimi Hendrix
Jimmy Morrison, all of them ended by Hollywood
Thank God for Hollywood
You sure you want this, baby?
Hollywood, it's the most addicting drug in the world
You want the fame
You want the lights

CD 1
  • 1 The Prelude
  • 2 Oh My God
  • 3 Kingdom Come
  • 4 Show Me What You Got
  • 5 Lost One
  • 6 Do U Wanna Ride
  • 7 30 Something
  • 8 I Made It
  • 9 Anything
  • 10 Hollywood
  • 11 Trouble
  • 12 Dig a Hole
  • 13 Minority Report
  • 14 Beach Chair
    CD 2
  • 1 Politics as Usual
  • 2 Can't Knock the Hustle
  • 3 Can I Live

  • Release information
    label: Roc‐A‐Fella Records
    country(area): United States
    format: CD
    barcode: 602517136380
    script: Latin