| Let’s take a trip to Sunset Boulevard in the city of stars, uh huh
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| The city of blinding lights and starry eyes
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| I said now welcome to the city of angels, whoa
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| City of angels, whoa
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| I said I love my women like I love my juice naked
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| All natural, no preservatives or fakeness
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| I like my ladies like I like my Brady’s in bunches
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| I got the 6 pack I ain’t talking about the crunches
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| Hit it till I quit it like Tyson’s punches
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| That’s how you gotta rock if you wanna run sh
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| Sweat make it less fizzy
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| Buzz kill Betty got me dolly dolly dizzy
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| Lost in her eyes like oh my God where is she?
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| Down here in SoCal boy we gettin' busy in the city
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| We gettin' busy in the city-y-y
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| Let’s take a trip to Sunset Boulevard in the city of stars
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| The city of blinding lights and starry eyes
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| I said now welcome to the city of angels, whoa
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| City of angels, whoa
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| I said a bright future reflects off my aviators
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| Here’s a peace sign going out to all my haters
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| High five Keaton, no hurt hand
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| When we get samples at Yogurtland
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| Then we chill soon, talk about Betty Blomby
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| Kill Bruce, play Call of Duty Zombies, yeah
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| She’s started to get the best of me
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| While she makes her mind up whether she wants me or Wesley
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| Rah da doh
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| Rah da doh
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| Rah da doh doh doh doh
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| Doh doh
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| Doh doh
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| Let’s take a trip to Sunset Boulevard in the city of stars
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| The city of blinding lights and starry eyes
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| Welcome to the city of angels, whoa
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| City of angels, whoa
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| Whoa, whoa, oh, woah, woah
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| Let’s take a trip to Sunset Boulevard in the city of stars, uh huh
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| The city of blinding lights, and starry eyes
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| I said now welcome to the city of angels, whoa
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| City of angels, whoa
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| In this city of, city of angels, fallen angels |