[Verse 1: Oscar Lang]
Top down
Hot sun
In the city you could be someone
Where everybody’s reaching for their breakaway
Self love
Sort of
Get pretty or go and run
Now everyone’s complaining 'bout the freeway
[Chorus: Wallice]
All your friends out there they talk 'bout the scene
Where they put you on a diet and start eatin' clean
You can get a new life or that’s what they say
But I wouldn’t know
I've never been to LA
[Verse 2: Wallice]
No job
No problem
You wanna be a star that’s why you’ve comе
Baby don’t you know you’re such a cliché
Well I wanna be a supеrstar too
I want a big house with a rooftop pool
I wanna be on the movie screens
On the front page of the magazine
Top down
Hot sun
In the city you could be someone
Where everybody’s reaching for their breakaway
Self love
Sort of
Get pretty or go and run
Now everyone’s complaining 'bout the freeway
[Chorus: Wallice]
All your friends out there they talk 'bout the scene
Where they put you on a diet and start eatin' clean
You can get a new life or that’s what they say
But I wouldn’t know
I've never been to LA
[Verse 2: Wallice]
No job
No problem
You wanna be a star that’s why you’ve comе
Baby don’t you know you’re such a cliché
Well I wanna be a supеrstar too
I want a big house with a rooftop pool
I wanna be on the movie screens
On the front page of the magazine
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