We Run LA Doc Hollywood (Ft. Ya Boy)

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[Hook: Louie Rubio]
She came from over-seas
To be a star, on the boulevard
She wants sex on the beach
We can share, its only fair
I've got paradise on call, its ours, its ours!
She got a little taste and she wants more, some more
We run L.A!

[Verse 1: Ya Boy]
One for the money, two for the show
Hit the Louis store right on Rodeo
White SL, the color of Yayo
Pass the cup to my girl and told her to sip slow
This my show, watch me baby, The way I go can't stop me baby
Seatbelt beside me baby, LA just drive me crazy
We could float through the city night, im drunk and your lookin real pretty right
Make love I ain't finna fight
Not once, we can go till we get it right
What it cost I can fit the price
Got a house in hills you can spend the night
When they ask who turns you out

[Hook: Louie Rubio]
She came from over-seas
To be a star on the boulevard
She wants sex on the beach
We can share, its only fair
Ive got paradise on call, its ours, its ours!
She got a little taste and she wants more, some moreee
We run L.A!