I′m waking up on Sunset Boulevard

Maxing out all my credit cards

Living my own L.A. storyLiving it up 'til the morning

Sammy

I′m not trying to show you love and affection

I'm trying to live the life a kid always expected

Over on Sunset, finished a couple sessions

One foot in the door, one in the hills, questions?

Angels in leather, I ain't talking ′bout the motor club

But I tend to go hella hard when I go to clubs

Minibar murder, I′m on Denzel's flight

With a stewardess that wants to fuck the whole damn night

Who cares what they all say?

Tryna find some girls like Hov did with Beyoncé

Had you for a week, but I heard you say fiancé

Nah nah, none of that girl

′Cause I fell in love, the streets got a glow

The City of Angels is calling me home

And she said, and she said, uh

I'm waking up on Sunset Boulevard

Maxing out all my credit cards

Living my own L.A. story

Living it up ′til the morning

We'll be taking shots under the stars

Living off the hotel minibars

Living my own L.A. story

Living it up, living it up

We living it up

Everybody′s a model or a wannabe

If you're that bad it's in Paris where you ought to be

She′s an actress, working on the late shift

Only longs for a big break as a waitress

Walk The Strip, see the fashion getting wacky now

Out the door, passing out

Hit the floor, Pacquiao

Credit card at the bar never closing out

But the weather′s so nice, nobody slowing down

Well except for the 101

Got a SUV stuck in traffic with a ton of buds

And I can promise you tonight's gon′ be a ton of fun

Know that c-c-c-c

'Cause I fell in love, the streets got a glow

The City of Angels is calling me home

And she said, and she said, uh

I′m waking up on Sunset Boulevard

Maxing out all my credit cards

Living my own L.A. story

Living it up 'til the morning

We′ll be taking shots under the stars

Living off the hotel minibars

Living my own LA story

Living it up, living it up

We living it up

Upper Edge Café like Vinny Chase

She got a big booty, itty bitty skinny waist

Henny straight, everyday summer

Never on the sheets like you're on top of the cover

Every day when I'm away look at the toe so

Look at the cops, don′t even care, you can just blow smoke, uh

I′m Robin Hood on the beat

I get paid in L.A. and give it back to the D

'Cause I fell in love, the streets got a glow

The City of Angels is calling me home

And she said, and she said, uh

I′m waking up on Sunset Boulevard

Maxing out all my credit cards (Credit cards)

Living my own L.A. story

Living it up 'til the morning

We′ll be taking shots under the stars

Living off the hotel minibars

Living my own L.A. story

Living it up, living it up

We living it up

Woohoo