Jenna Davis – DiCaprio Lyrics

Fifty-grand, said this is all a part of your plan
Got a new girl holding your hand
But your smile is as fake as a tan
You would show up in my neck of the woods
Saying, “Hey,” like it’s all good
But this ain’t your Hollywood

You’re the only you’re in this bar, though
Who do Leonardo?

the that’s right
I’m calling your like calling night
Don’t like like know
You would Rose
your like your ain’t broke
Putting a ain’t oh-oh
oh-oh
Don’t like like oh-oh
oh-oh
Don’t like like

Oh, please
see sneak-peaking me
You wouldn’t in L.A. for a week
call-backs, me

You’re the only you’re in this bar, though
Who do Leonardo?

the that’s right
I’m calling your like calling night
Don’t like like know
You would Rose
your like your ain’t broke
Putting a ain’t oh-oh
oh-oh
Don’t like like oh-oh
oh-oh
Don’t like

You’re the of the world
You’re the of Street
Shoulda could
And Gatsbys
You’re the of the world
You’re the of Street
Shoulda could
And Gatsbys

the that’s right
I’m calling your like calling night
Don’t like like know
You would Rose
your like your ain’t broke
Putting a ain’t oh-oh
oh-oh
Don’t like like oh-oh
oh-oh
Don’t like like

Fifty-grand, said this is all a part of your plan
Got a new girl holding your hand
But your smile is as fake as a tan
You would show up in my neck of the woods
Saying, “Hey,” like it’s all good
But this ain’t your Hollywood

You’re the only you’re in this bar, though
Who do Leonardo?

the that’s right
I’m calling your like calling night
Don’t like like know
You would Rose
your like your ain’t broke
Putting a ain’t oh-oh
oh-oh
Don’t like like oh-oh
oh-oh
Don’t like like

Oh, please
see sneak-peaking me
You wouldn’t in L.A. for a week
call-backs, me

You’re the only you’re in this bar, though
Who do Leonardo?

the that’s right
I’m calling your like calling night
Don’t like like know
You would Rose
your like your ain’t broke
Putting a ain’t oh-oh
oh-oh
Don’t like like oh-oh
oh-oh
Don’t like

You’re the of the world
You’re the of Street
Shoulda could
And Gatsbys
You’re the of the world
You’re the of Street
Shoulda could
And Gatsbys

the that’s right
I’m calling your like calling night
Don’t