D#m C#
I said I love my women like I love my juice, naked!
B A#
All natural no preservatives or fakeness!
D#m C#
I like my ladies like I like my brainy's, in bunches!
B A#
Got the six pack, I ain't talkin' 'bout the crunches!
D#m C#
Hit it till I quit it like Tyson's punches!
B A#
That's how you gotta rock if you wanna run shoot
D#m C#
B sweat, a sweat make it less fizzy
B A#
Buzz kill Betty got me dolly dolly dizzy
D#m C#
Lost in her eyes like oh my God where is she?
B A# D#m C#
Down here in south Cal boy we gettin' busy in the city...
B A#
We gettin' busy in the city...
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Chorus:
D#m F#9 C# B
Let's take a trip to sunset boulevard in the city of stars
D#m F#9 C#
The city of blinding lights and starry eyes..
B A# D#m F#9
I said now welcome to the city of angels!
C# B
whooah whoooah
D#m F#9 C# B A#
City of angels! whoooah whooooah
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D#m C#
I set a bright future reflex off my aviators
B A#
Here's a peace sign going out to all my haters!
D#m C#
High five Keaton, no hurt hand when we
B A#
Get samples at Yoghurtland and we
D#m C#
Chill soon talk about Betty Blomby
B A# D#m
Kill Bruz play Call of Duty zombies.. Yeah!
C#
She started to get the best of me
B A#
While she makes her mind of whether she wants me or Wesley
D#m C# B A#
Da da do, da da do, da da do du da do, da do, da do
(Chorus)
Adlib: C#m-B-A-A# (on repeat)
(Chorus)
C#m-F# C# B D#m F#9 C# B
In this, city of, angels!
A# D#m
whooooah whooooah an-angels....