Skee-Lo — I Love LA

[Intro] Los Angeles, damn I love this town! Sure feels good to be home! [Verse 1] Look, when you come to LA, you gonna see The models cost money, but the hood rats are free They're looking so good, I can't keep from cashing I'm not drunk baby, but they're here for asking They say "don't go to the park", I'm going anyway I throw a real house party like I was getting played And when this shit pops off, it happens everyday Come to [?] where I stay, I love LA [Hook] Compton, Long Beach, [?] and [?] Beaches on Sunday Girl [?], sunsets, [?] hood lights hit me [?] I love LA I love it, I love it, I love it Man, I love LA [Verse 2] Picture this, in this city we're deeper than be our best Stackin' money to the ceiling is high, it's cannabis We swole off butter, bread and grits We like chicks with voluptuous lips and fast cars Even though they like to make, love the stars The close that I'mma get to prison is 16 bars So if the cops try to stop us and the car ain't ours I'mma step on the pedal, blast to Mars I'm driving, no liquor, rolling more thicker Your car run fast, my car run quicker When you count your money from six to eight figures Better watch your back for these haters and gold diggers Out here they call me Indian chief, lots to go Forget your man, he ain't gots to know Isn't this great? your flight leaves at eight My flight lands at nine in LA, we unwind! [Hook] Compton, Long Beach, [?] and [?] Beaches on Sunday Girl [?], sunsets, [?] hood lights hit me [?] I love LA I love it, I love it, I love it Man, I love LA [Verse 3] As a kid I used to think that life was straight I used to hang up in the projects stay up late Some people, they make money, do whatever it takes And I was thinking I ain't even try to push nowhere I learn real from fake, I learn stress from shame It's a real thin line betweem love and hate This is why I wake up early so I don't be late For the opportunities and the choices I make All the hood rat chicks like the niggas with cars All the good dime pieces like rich rap stars Every brother that I meet will like 16 bars Over anybody's tape so they can get their start I'm searching for better days, I'm working for better pay I need to change my life or go back to my old ways I remember taking it back in the old days Life move slow, we listen to OGs Smoke Gs late in night inside of the hallways The girls who are fresh, do perms and finger waves High heels boots, Coach bags to match South central girls make a real good catch Only big ballers attract broads with big faces Big dogs take big trips to all places Take the blue pill or get out of the Matrix You know what's going down today, I love LA [Hook] Compton, Long Beach, [?] and [?] Beaches on Sunday Girl [?], sunsets, [?] hood lights hit me [?] I love LA I love it, I love it, I love it Man, I love LA