L.A. Story

  • I'm waking up on Sunset Boulevard
    Maxing out all my credit cards
    Living my own L.A. story
    Living it up 'til the morning

    Sammy
    I'm not trying to show you love and affection
    I'm trying to live the life a kid always expected
    Over on Sunset, finished a couple sessions
    One foot in the door, one in the hills, questions
    Angels in leather, I ain't talking 'bout the motor club
    But I tend to go hella hard when I go to clubs
    Minibar murder, I'm on Denzel's flight
    With a stewardess that wants to fuck the whole damn night
    Who cares what they all say
    Try'na find some girls like Hov did with Beyonce
    Had you for a week but I heard you say fiance
    Na na, none of that girl

    I fell in love, the streets got a glow
    The city of angels is calling me home

    And she said, and she said uh

    I'm waking up on Sunset Boulevard
    Maxing out all my credit cards
    Living my own L.A. story
    Living it up 'til the morning
    We'll be taking shots under the stars
    Living off of hotel minibars
    Living our own L.A. story
    Living it up, living it up
    We living it up

    Everybody's a model or a wannabe
    If you're that bad it's in Paris where you ought'a be
    She's an actress, working on the late shift
    Only longs for a big break as a waitress
    Walk the strip, see the fashion getting wacky now
    Out the door, passing out
    Hit the floor, Pacquiao
    Credit card at the bar never closing out
    But the weather's so nice, nobody slowing down
    Well except for the 101
    Gotta SUV stuck in traffic with a ton of buds
    I can promise you tonight's gon' be a ton of fun
    Know that c-c-c-c

    'Cause I fell in love, the streets got a glow
    The city of angels is calling me home

    And she said, and she said uh
    I'm waking up on Sunset Boulevard
    Maxing out all my credit cards
    Living my own L.A. story
    Living it up 'til the morning
    We'll be taking shots under the stars
    Living off of hotel minibars
    Living our own L.A. story
    Living it up, living it up
    We living it up

    Upper Edge Cafe like Vinny Chase
    She got a big booty, itty bitty skinny waist
    Henny straight, everyday summer
    Never on the sheets like you're on top of the cover
    Every day when I'm away look at the toe so
    Look at the cops, don't even care, you can just blow smoke
    I'm Robin Hood on the beat
    I get paid in L.A. and give it back to the D

    I fell in love, the streets got a glow
    The city of angels is calling me home

    And she said, and she said uh

    I'm waking up on Sunset Boulevard
    Maxing out all my credit cards
    Living my own L.A. story
    Living it up 'til the morning
    We'll be taking shots under the stars
    Living off of hotel minibars
    Living our own L.A. story
    Living it up, living it up
    We living it up Writer/s: MIKE POSNER, SAMUEL ADAMS WISNER, RYAN TEDDER, NOEL ZANCANELLA, OREN YOEL
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing
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