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