Some say, yeah
Sundress, yeah
I see how you bombin', yeah
You know I want it, yeah
Gave it to me, huh
Yeah, we made a movie, huh
Big 'ol booty, yeah
Bring a friend for Twenty, yeah
Went from AOD, to the Crazy Girls
She just moved to Hollywood
She look just like Meagan Good
Took her to the mansion
She don't wanna leave now
Ooh, whoa, whoa

Switched it up, just tired of the same hoe
You get off work, pick you up in that Durango
Pussy good and it taste like mango
So wet, think that I just saw a rainbow
Poppa knows, my lil' shawty want the lobster roll
She throw it back, tried to make me have a heart attack
My new flame, she work at the Blue Flame
Valet park at Lenox, we go shop at Fendi
Fly out, touchdown
I live in the Valley
Right cheek, left cheek
Shawty pop them mollies

Don't play, now she never wanna leave LA
She don't ever wanna leave LA
She don't ever wanna leave LA (whoa)
She don't ever wanna leave LA
She don't ever wanna leave (she don't) (whoa)
She don't ever wanna leave LA

I'm the one that she keep callin' daddy
Type in Leimert Park on the navi'
Booty soft, baby, let me get a grip
500 dollar chips, encore fully dressed
Flooded piece on my neck, it got your piece on my neck
I'll throw two Gs and I'll throw three mo'
If you dance for my nigga, right here, y'all both
She from the South and went to Hampton, yes
I got her naked and some candids, yes
It went up soon as we landed
Parachute time, never do we slip
Send a German automobile and champagne kiss

Don't play, now she never wanna leave LA (whoa)
She don't ever wanna leave LA (LA)
She don't ever wanna leave LA (LA) (whoa)
She don't ever wanna leave LA
She don't ever wanna leave (she don't) (whoa)
She don't never wanna leave LA
(Whoa)

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Dominic Hunn, Robert Davis, Tyrone Griffin