Am G
I said I love my women like I love my juice, naked!
F E
All natural no preservatives or fakeness!
Am G
I like my ladies like I like my brainy's, in bunches!
F E
Got the six pack, I ain't talkin' 'bout the crunches!
Am G
Hit it till I quit it like Tyson's punches!
F E
That's how you gotta rock if you wanna run shoot
Am G
F sweat, a sweat make it less fizzy
F E
Buzz kill Betty got me dolly dolly dizzy
Am G
Lost in her eyes like oh my God where is she?
F E Am G
Down here in south Cal boy we gettin' busy in the city...
F E
We gettin' busy in the city...
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Chorus:
Am C9 G F
Let's take a trip to sunset boulevard in the city of stars
Am C9 G
The city of blinding lights and starry eyes..
F E Am C9
I said now welcome to the city of angels!
G F
whooah whoooah
Am C9 G F E
City of angels! whoooah whooooah
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Am G
I set a bright future reflex off my aviators
F E
Here's a peace sign going out to all my haters!
Am G
High five Keaton, no hurt hand when we
F E
Get samples at Yoghurtland and we
Am G
Chill soon talk about Betty Blomby
F E Am
Kill Bruz play Call of Duty zombies.. Yeah!
G
She started to get the best of me
F E
While she makes her mind of whether she wants me or Wesley
Am G F E
Da da do, da da do, da da do du da do, da do, da do
(Chorus)
Adlib: C#m-B-A-E (on repeat)
(Chorus)
C#m-C G F Am C9 G F
In this, city of, angels!
E Am
whooooah whooooah an-angels....