C#m B
I said I love my women like I love my juice, naked!
A G#
All natural no preservatives or fakeness!
C#m B
I like my ladies like I like my brainy's, in bunches!
A G#
Got the six pack, I ain't talkin' 'bout the crunches!
C#m B
Hit it till I quit it like Tyson's punches!
A G#
That's how you gotta rock if you wanna run shoot
C#m B
A sweat, a sweat make it less fizzy
A G#
Buzz kill Betty got me dolly dolly dizzy
C#m B
Lost in her eyes like oh my God where is she?
A G# C#m B
Down here in south Cal boy we gettin' busy in the city...
A G#
We gettin' busy in the city...
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Chorus:
C#m E9 B A
Let's take a trip to sunset boulevard in the city of stars
C#m E9 B
The city of blinding lights and starry eyes..
A G# C#m E9
I said now welcome to the city of angels!
B A
whooah whoooah
C#m E9 B A G#
City of angels! whoooah whooooah
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C#m B
I set a bright future reflex off my aviators
A G#
Here's a peace sign going out to all my haters!
C#m B
High five Keaton, no hurt hand when we
A G#
Get samples at Yoghurtland and we
C#m B
Chill soon talk about Betty Blomby
A G# C#m
Kill Bruz play Call of Duty zombies.. Yeah!
B
She started to get the best of me
A G#
While she makes her mind of whether she wants me or Wesley
C#m B A G#
Da da do, da da do, da da do du da do, da do, da do
(Chorus)
Adlib: C#m-B-A-G# (on repeat)
(Chorus)
C#m-E B A C#m E9 B A
In this, city of, angels!
G# C#m
whooooah whooooah an-angels....