[Intro: Nems]
Yo, I'm fuckin' driving right now, so I can't really text
And, and put the emphasis on how I feel about this fuckin' song
But this shit is motherfuckin' hardbody, karate, Joan Dotty, Illuminati, all through your motherfuckin' body
And I'ma catch a body on it, straight like that
You'll have my verse by this weekend, and we can link and record
Fuck ya life

[Verse 1: Telli]
Hey, little lady, how would you like to come roll with
This charismatic fun addict that's fully loaded?
I got a notion, let me know if you're open
To droppin' in and ridin' the wave, I'm the ocean
The head Hoolie, crashin', kinda moody
So I double the doses, kept it rollin', it's a movie
'Scuse me, 'scuse me, who let you n***as in?
Don't recognize your faces, Drake, no new friends
Ate a whole eighth of shrooms and smacked the new Benz
Hopped out, walked off like nothin' happened
You know us, pull up in disorderly fashion
Purple Label Lauren, I poured the whole thing in
Elevator syndrome, stayed down, now we up
We stayed down, now we up
Elevator syndrome, stayed down, now we up
They hounding me down 'cause I don't come around enough

[Chorus: Jah-Jah]
'Cause I'm a punk rock star, still do it for the Hoolies
Still do it for the Hoolies
Punk rock star, still do it for the Hoolies
We still do it for the Hoolies
Punk rock star, out here feelin' like a Fugee
We out here feelin' like the Fugees
Punk rock star, still do it for the Hoolies
We still do it for the Hoolies

[Verse 2: Jah-Jah]
Just how I do it, I know you wish you could
I'm a punk rock star that maneuvers through the hood
And yes, I'm good
And also super fresh
Feelin' like Slick Rick, Kangol and patch
All 'fits mega super clean
Got haters thizz-facing like, "Damn, that's mean"
You wanna look like me? I know you try
You wanna act like me? Just tell me why
You wanna look like me? I know you try
And yes, Jah bless
I'm an innovator that throw styles incinerators

[Chorus: Jah-Jah & Nems]
'Cause I'm a punk rock star, still do it for the Hoolies
Still do it for the Hoolies
Punk rock star, still do it for the Hoolies (Gorilla)
We still do it for the Hoolies
[Verse 3: Nems]
You know I do it for the Hoolies
Hundred deep in Coney Island, shit be lookin' like a movie
You know I do it for the Hoolies
That smoke a hundred bogies, but they never bought a loosie
You know I do it with the Uzi
Black Benz, black Timbs, MAC-10s and all the toolies
You know I do it in jacuzzis
And I might've caught something 'cause I throw it in her booty, ah
You treat her Greg Nice, you think you Smoove B (Fuck outta here)
I'll pull her hair out and won't even buy her new weave
You buy her two-threes, I give her that ooh-wee (Ooh-wee)
Treat her like a guntha, send her back with bruised knees

[Chorus: Jah-Jah]
'Cause I'm a punk rock star, still do it for the Hoolies
Still do it for the Hoolies
Punk rock star, still do it for the Hoolies
We still do it for the Hoolies
Punk rock star, out here feelin' like a Fugee
We out here feelin' like the Fugees
Punk rock star, still do it for the Hoolies
We still do it for the Hoolies

[Verse 4: K$ace]
Rockstar lifestyle, might not make it (Yeah)
I'ma run a check up, watch these bitches get naked (Yeah)
Real disrespectful, blowin' smoke in they faces
Henny by the cases, fuckin' up the stages
Pourin' up the Aces, fuck security, spit in faces
Makin' movies with my Hoolies, all my bitches is Karrueches
Ray J and Kim, let's make a movie
And your bitch is choosy
I swear she got the cooties
Yeah
Yeah
[Chorus: Jah-Jah]
'Cause I'm a punk rock star, still do it for the Hoolies
Still do it for the Hoolies
Punk rock star, still do it for the Hoolies
We still do it for the Hoolies
Punk rock star, out here feelin' like a Fugee
We out here feelin' like the Fugees
Punk rock star, still do it for the Hoolies
We still do it for the Hoolies

[Outro: Jah-Jah]
We still do it for the Hoolies
We still do it for the Hoolies
We still do it for the Hoolies
We still do it for the Hoolies