Doc Hollywood - We Run L.A. Lyrics
Hit the Louis store right on RodeoWhite SL, the color of YayoPass the cup to my girl and told her to sip slowThis my show, watch me baby, the way i go can't stop me babySeatbelt beside me baby, LA just drive me crazy.We could float through the city night, I'm drunk and your lookin real pretty right.Make love I ain't for the fight.Not once, we can go till we get it right.What it cost I can fit the priceGot a house in hills you can spend the night.When they ask who turns you out.(Chorus)She came from overseasTo be a star on the boulevardShe wants sex on the beachWe can share, its only fairIve got paradise on call, its ours, its ours!She got a little taste and she wants more, some moreeeWe run L.A!Yeh, cut a lot of girls, cut a lot of cheques.Thats the life here on sunsetRich and famous I am successMet her at Les Deux and she do love sexIma sip this, you do the restYou know what you do, you do the bestDo me a favour, lose the dressIts nice by the way, Chanel i guess.LAMB handbags i know where they sell thoseMaybe later on we can hit MelroseAll you gotta do is hit me on my cellphoneBaby girl me and you can kick it like a field goalKnow who I be, call me YB.Red carpet i don't need the I.DCazals on my face, you dont see what i see(Where) Girl you know where i be(Where) Hollywood Swingin'(Thats right) Hollywood Swingin'(Thats right) Hollywood Swingin'(Where) Girl you know where i be(Where) Hollywood Swingin'(Thats right) Hollywood Swingin'(Thats right) Hollywood Swingin'(Chorus)She came from over-seasTo be a star on the boulevardShe wants sex on the beachWe can share, its an all in affairIve got paradise on call, its ours, its ours!She got a little taste and she wants more, some moreeeWe run L.A!
