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Lyrify.me

L.A. L.A. by Funkmaster General Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 1982

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L.A., L.A. is the place to stay
I never, never ever wanna go away
L.A., L.A. is the place to stay
I never, never ever wanna go away

There’s something special about this big city
The ladies here are oh so pretty
Got the buffalo girls, the buffalo guys
A big city of dreams is always what it seems

L.A., L.A. is the place to stay
I never, never ever wanna go away
L.A., L.A. is the place to stay
I never, never ever wanna go away

I've been to New York and it's okay
But I had to come back to reality
We got Hollywood, Sunset and Vine
Everything here is the top of the line
No need to brag, no need to boast
It’s just plain live on the West Coast
No need to brag, no need to boast
It's just plain live
L.A., L.A
The place to stay
Hit me boys

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Say what?

Fellas, hit me one more time

L.A., L.A. is the place to stay
I never, never ever wanna go away
L.A., L.A. is the place to stay
I never, never ever wanna go away

There's something special about this big city
The ladies here are oh so pretty
No need to brag, no need to boast
It's just plain live on the West Coast

Say West Coast, live!
Say West Coast, live!
Say West Coast, live!
Say West Coast, you know it's live

Say what?
Are there any dogs out there?
Somebody say woof
(Woof, woof, woof, woof!)
That's right, woof ya on out, this is California
Funk me y'all
You say somebody said I wasn't funky?
Slap him

We got the buffalo girls, the buffalo guys
Everybody gets a free ride
Ride ’em boys
Whip it
Yippie yi yo, yippie yi yo, yippie yi yay!
You didn’t think I could say that, did you?
Hit me boys

L.A., L.A. is the place to stay
I never, never ever wanna go away
L.A., L.A. is the place to stay
I never, never ever wanna go away

The girls are hot, they give you what they got
They never ask you where you've been
Just throw you down, move it all around
Then they make you do it again
Compton, Watts, Long Beach, Inglewood, everything’s just [?]
I was ridin' down the street just a-hittin' my switches
And lookin' to the left I saw three fine bitches
Excuse me y’all
L.A., L.A
The place to stay
L.A., L.A
Hit me y'all

L.A., L.A. is the place to stay
I never, never ever wanna go away
L.A., L.A. is the place to stay
I never, never ever wanna go away
L.A., L.A. is the place to stay
I never, never ever wanna go away
L.A., L.A
You know it's live

L.A., L.A. is the place to stay
I never, never ever wanna go away
L.A., L.A. is the place to stay
I never, never ever wanna go away
L.A., L.A. is the place to stay
I never, never ever wanna go away
L.A., L.A
Ghetto life, y'all