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