No Other Place Hollywood Undead

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

[Chorus: 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

[Verse 1: Funny Man & J-Dog]
Yo, who that, who that knocking on the window?
It's Funny, J-Dog, smoking up the indo
Windows down, you know the system's banging
Hollywood Undead, I ain't playing
Cruising downtown with a bottle beside me
Looking so fly, I got bitches behind me
Yo, I'm in the studio making something to dance to
'Cause these bitches wanna hear something they can shake their ass to
Yeah, up in LA, represent Hollywood
Westside 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?
You know we keep it the same, you know Undead is the name
Say what you say, it's okay, we ain't never gonna change