LA city of smog
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I got the flyer from Amoeba Records
I called up P and I said yo let's check this
I heard that at these rave things chicks get naked
And I got a d*** that's as big as Texas
Caught a ride from the cool LA (?)
I said, 'it's my first rave', they just laughed
Picked up P from the Magic Castle
And hit up LAX and got in, no hassle
We left there and we hit up Cinespace
Ron got his camera all up in my face
Tomorrow morning I'm gonna be on Cobrasnake
Making out with a chick that my girlfriend hates
But who cares? The party's downtown
I got a room at the Standard, we're leaving right now
To protect and entertain, in party we trust
Them other DJs ain't f***in with us
From Paris to LA, in cash we trust
It's Murs and Busy P, they ain't f***in with us
In the middle of the dancefloor so damn crunk
I see the Goldenvoice crew and they're so damn drunk
Lindsay, Donna the (?), Stacey and they all doing shouts to P
Me I just saw my future wife walk past me
Singing out Peaches, damn she's nasty
DJ AM, Steve Aoki got the dancefloor packed
And it's mostly girls, girls everyday
From Paris to Canada to USA
I snatched one up and we danced for hours
She talked too much, she was off that powder
But looking so good in a Jeremy Scott
And her lips look perfect for my c***
She put her hand down my pants
I said, 'later, P, I'm gonna see you in France'
To protect and entertain, in party we trust
Them other DJs ain't f***in with us
From Paris to LA, in cash we trust
It's Murs and Busy P, they ain't f***in with us
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