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New LA

by Sir

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Queen of the cabaret Dancin' the night away You can tell this is her favorite song Where she's from is hard to say Haitian born in Montego Bay Hopped the plane and never made it back home Found a way to new LA Cause she's attracted to to bright lights and foreign cars She never planned to fall in love No she just plannin' on findin' a movie star Playin' a part Well tonight she got her eyes on me She know I like what I see I need to quit before I'm in too deep But I'm right where she wants me to be She don't even wanna know my name These new LA girls are all the same Paakaveli in this Sun settin' by and sweet fries and grilled fish, yeah You say you wanna stay for a little while But tell me how long I'll front you You say "we got the best weather year round" Well tell me something that I don't know You tryna match your face to the music You just preoccupied with the baseline groovin' You'd rather run around for a nigga with a fluke hit But when I press play you be like "hold up that's yo shit?" I got melodies Never had no promethazine Born and raised in the city where they built Yo dreams around don't front and keep it real Tonight she got her eyes on me She know I like what I see I need to quit before I'm in too deep But I'm right where she wants me to be She don't even wanna know my name These new LA girls are all the same Woah Better put these LA bitches only lookin' for the cheddar and cheese There be so many bad ones I'm honest I had me one But then she start tweakin', looked like Bella Hadid Had to stop fuckin' on the weekends Speakin' of the other broads that runnin' behind cars And brothers who mothers is hopin' soon they gon' be stars These chickens want grey poupon and tar tars Like that shit make you different You was who you was but you got here word to Jay I'm just a little Carolina nigga who don't play They only hard on the top lil creme brulee So please dog don't pretend today, we'll win today Cause if my niggas double back and pull a Mac-10 you like "I'm boutta handle this crap" Cause a nigga came to play Please don't fuck around Man why we tend to murder rap Shit that we worry bout, niggas dyin', niggas dyin' Or we could just not say shit And take the Cam Newton scary route But girl you could be the one who takin' me by surprise La might not be all that bad replies to thotties I got a position I thought maybe you could fit it Tell me if you wit it don't stop get it get it She don't even wanna to know my name These new LA girls are all the same

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