Fergie

Fergie - L.A. Love (Remix) Ft. YG lyrics

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(Intro)

La-la-la-la-la

La-la-la-la-la

Mustard on the beat, hoe

(Verse: Fergie)

Ah, tell her where I from

Finger on the palm make the six straight jump from the soul

Hollywood to the slams, try to smoke, get burn by the California sun

In West side, East coast where you at

Got in New York like a net on the jet

From London to Brazil, Tucapac

Like a whole damn war to confect the ferme

Tell ‘em

(Pre-Chorus)

Lay back, slow down, what you represent when we come to your town

Lay back, slow down, what you represent when we come to your town

Say

Getting with the business when I come from ? city

Hit vanilla til it’s Christmas at the end of our visit

Puerto Rico is this squeeze and my people back to Venice

LA got the people sayn'

(Chorus)

La-la-la-la-la

Brooklyn sayn

La-la-la-la-la

Hacienda sayn

La-la-la-la-la

Vegas sayn

La-la-la-la-la

Rio sayn

La-la-la-la-la

Tokyo sayn

La-la-la-la-la

Down under sayn

La-la-la-la-la

Miami sayn

La-la-la-la-la

Jamaica

Every city, every state, every country you know

All around the globe

Every city, every state, every country you know

This is how it goes

(Verse 2: Fergie)

Ah, tell em where I'm at, from the plaques to the aa aa

Everythin' fat, got Mustard on a track, my girls all stack

When I roll down the window, let me know where you're

Atlanta, north south ? a lack

Texas grill, Cadillacs thru Miami then back to London, Jamaica, then France

The whole damn world took effect to Ferg, tell em

(Pre-Chorus)

Lay back, slow down, what you represent when we come to your town

Lay back, slow down, what you represent when we come to your town

Say

Getting with the business when I come from ? city

Hit vanilla til it’s Christmas at the end of our visit

Puerto Rico is this squeeze and my people back to Venice

L.A. got the people sayn get in with the business

When I come from Kansas City, hit Manila till it's Christmas

Out to India I'll visit, Puerto Rico is exquisite

Bring my people back to Venice

(Chorus)

L.A. got the people sayn La-la-la-la-la

Moscow sayn La-la-la-la-la

España sayn La-la-la-la-la

Kingston sayn La-la-la-la-la

San Diego sayn La-la-la-la-la

Chi town sayn La-la-la-la-la

Germany sayn La-la-la-la-la

La Puente sayn La-la-la-la-la

Ibiza...

(Verse 3: YG)

West Side, where ya from? I'm from west side California babe!!!

Brought her and fucked in our back yard, the minute it ain't hard

My momma be like YG, ya so brazy!

Have ya eva seen a gangsta gangsta make 1.000.000.000.000 $?!

Dre did it, he from L.A. so pop ya colla

The L.A.P.D. be all over me, tryna ban me from my own city

But fo' no reason the cops just killed that

Home [?] this shit been wild

I hit the club and party like I scored a touch down

I pop a bottle, all the models want to fuck nah

We jamming on peacoats, bossa nova on sunset

I could take ya to Venice Beach and watch the sun set

Or I could take ya to the Blippers game, floor seats, court side

Eating on Roscoe's chicken wings

(Chorus)

L.A got the people sayn La-la-la-la-la

Amsterdam sayn La-la-la-la-la

Frisco sayn La-la-la-la-la

Switzerland sayn La-la-la-la-la

Sao Paulo sayn La-la-la-la-la

Jo-burg sayn La-la-la-la-la

Mexico sayn La-la-la-la-la

Stockholm sayn La-la-la-la-la

Jamaica

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