We´re all a bunch of brothers livin´ in a cool way Along with six million others in this place called l.a.
L.a. is the place, sets my mind ablaze For me, it´s a race through a cotton pickin´ maze
The town makes me jump, it´s got a bunch of bad chicks Well sure, it´s got some chumps but I still get my kicks My body loves to scrump when I lick the ripe pick Like a come on a thumb Poppin´ hump, hump, hump, pop out
The action never stops, I´m as wild as can be ´cos I´m shooting for the top and my best friend is flea Oom chucka willy knew the balls to pop But he never met the tree so he never be-bopped out hop!
Antwan the swan, from the pretty fish pond Was a bad mother jumper, you could tell he was strong He war a cold paisley jacket and a hellified hat And between his legs was a sweat young lass
He threw a hundred women up against the wall And he swore to fear that he´d love ´em all By the time he got to ninety nine, he had to stop Because that´s when he thought that he heard a phone
Last night and the night before, I heard a Fop outside, then I came in doors Freak out!
Now that I told you a little something about the flea
A little something about the tree, a little something about me I can´t leave you hangin´ but my man shermzy, he swings the yang, he bangs the yang And now, it´s time to hear him do his playin´, you better be burning sherman!
We´re all a bunch of brothers livin´ in a cool way Along with six million others in this place called l.a.
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