L.A letra

L.A., L.A .(L.A., L.A.)

No work, all play
Every day in L.A
And those 9-5s
You gotta say bye-bye
Sipping on Mai Tais
With no tie
Lovin' these mamas, they ain't have no ties
But sometimes the city don't treat me right
But I love her anyway, 'cuz we party all night
And the way she moves
She got a bad attitude
Nasty ways, but she makes it look cute
If you could find me rollin' on the P.C.H
Sealin' with some baby, on my four fifty-eight
Got a real thick hind sittin' next to me
Got her hand in my lap saying "Ay Papi"
And the money and the fame like a moth to the flame
But baby anything, I'm-a love you just the same

I've got a thing for you
You're the type of drug I could be addicted to
I've got a thing for you
L.A., L.A

The Party - Letras

• L.A