Bm A
I said I love my women like I love my juice, naked!
G F#
All natural no preservatives or fakeness!
Bm A
I like my ladies like I like my brainy's, in bunches!
G F#
Got the six pack, I ain't talkin' 'bout the crunches!
Bm A
Hit it till I quit it like Tyson's punches!
G F#
That's how you gotta rock if you wanna run shoot
Bm A
G sweat, a sweat make it less fizzy
G F#
Buzz kill Betty got me dolly dolly dizzy
Bm A
Lost in her eyes like oh my God where is she?
G F# Bm A
Down here in south Cal boy we gettin' busy in the city...
G F#
We gettin' busy in the city...
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Chorus:
Bm D9 A G
Let's take a trip to sunset boulevard in the city of stars
Bm D9 A
The city of blinding lights and starry eyes..
G F# Bm D9
I said now welcome to the city of angels!
A G
whooah whoooah
Bm D9 A G F#
City of angels! whoooah whooooah
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Bm A
I set a bright future reflex off my aviators
G F#
Here's a peace sign going out to all my haters!
Bm A
High five Keaton, no hurt hand when we
G F#
Get samples at Yoghurtland and we
Bm A
Chill soon talk about Betty Blomby
G F# Bm
Kill Bruz play Call of Duty zombies.. Yeah!
A
She started to get the best of me
G F#
While she makes her mind of whether she wants me or Wesley
Bm A G F#
Da da do, da da do, da da do du da do, da do, da do
(Chorus)
Adlib: C#m-B-A-F# (on repeat)
(Chorus)
C#m-D A G Bm D9 A G
In this, city of, angels!
F# Bm
whooooah whooooah an-angels....