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Hollywood Undead

No Other Place

 

No Other Place

(album: Swan Songs - 2008)


[Deuce:]
Oh, shake it, baby!
Funny Man, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Los Angeles, Undead, let's go!

'Cause there's no other place that I'd rather be
Than Los Angeles, come on, shake it baby
Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the floor
You got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe

There's no other place that I'd rather be
Than Los Angeles, come on, shake it baby
Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the floor
You got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe

[Funny Man:]
Who that, who that knocking on the window?
It's Funny, J-Dog, smoking up the indo
Windows down, you the system's banging
Hollywood Undead, I ain't playing

Cruising down town with the bottle beside me
Looking so fly, I got bitches beside me
Yo, I'm in the studio making something to dance to
'Cause these bitches wanna hear something they can shake their ass to

We up in LA, represent Hollywood
West side till I die, motherfucker, what's good?
So what's good with that when this song's a rap?
Deuce in the studio, got bitches in the back

Smoked out backseat, dipping in the taxi
So what you gonna do when I knock you out, fool?
Keep it the same, you know Undead is the name
Say what you say, it's okay, we are never change

[Deuce:]
'Cause there's no other place that I'd rather be
Than Los Angeles, come on, shake it baby
Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the floor
You got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe

There's no other place that I'd rather be
Than Los Angeles, come on, shake it baby
Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the floor
You got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe

[Funny Man:]
Everybody in the club, shake it up
LA, let me see you shake it up
Hollywood, let me see you shake it up
[Deuce & Funny Man:]
Everybody shake it up, come on, shake it, baby!

[Funny Man:]
I ain't fucking around 'cause King Kong is down
Cristal, shake it up, we all over this town
So let's cruise to the boulevard into the beauty bar
Let me see you work that ass, come on, and shake it fast

Two whiskey hits, J-Dog's giving shots in the back
So where my boys at?
There goes Johnny 3 cruising in the Cadillac
'63, no dubs, and that's a fact

When you see me on the scene: black shirt, black jeans, tattoos, white shoes
Running thirty-deep, fool!
In the city of LA where it's just another day
Shooting craps with the Phantom, dude thinks he's getting paid

We ain't here to front, we ain't here to beef
W're just here to get you out of your motherfucking seat
And you don't really wanna step to this
Funny Man, Undead, and we rock it like what?

[Deuce:]
'Cause there's no other place that I'd rather be
Than Los Angeles, come on, shake it baby
Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the floor
You got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe

There's no other place that I'd rather be
Than Los Angeles, come on, shake it baby
Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the floor
You got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe

[Funny Man:]
Haha, oh shit! What's really going on, baby?
What's happening, bad boy? You know who this is!
It's the Funny Man, aka King Kong
Oh, yo' Dave! Dickey Dave! Fuck you, bitch!
You got your face pimped! Holler!
Oh wait, gotta go! Charlie's hitting me up
Peace, bitch!

done

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