Out In Cali 2

[Verse 1]
I'm out in LA
I'm going down to Baja
Drivin' in the car that I got with my new job
I see shades, summer fades, and boob jobs
Latinos everywhere like fuck Lou Dobbs
I went to the grove and got my groove on
My family so proud I'm like: Look mom!
I went to Bloomingdales with no coupons
She kissed me through the phone
Like Soulja Boy's home
I miss my whole family
Not to mention new york niggas understand me
And LA niggas fly too
But sometimes I feel alone like one dude
Cuz one is the loneliest number
The only time I find peace is when I find slumber
I'm not an outback but I feel down under
My life so TV cause it's a small wonder
How I stay sane

[Hook]
When I'm out in LA
I'm out in LA
When I'm out in LA

[Verse 2]
Im so West Coast now
Went down to In-N-Out
Lookin' for some in and out
Guys know what I'm talkin' bout
I'm just playin'
But girls look good here
I watch em all float by like the Goodyear
Some stop and tell me I got fly gear
Dollar signs in their eyes like I'm not there
And some try to hug me
I'm starting to miss the days when girls said I was ugly
And I'm fucked up about Michael
Say what you will, you were always on the dance floor
Whenever he came on
Hour after hour and never the same song
And he ain't never made no sad song
So when I play him I feel sad but I sing along
To have him gone
It feels weird, it feels wrong
I used to practice all of his moves in my back yard
It made me depressed as the day's long
I'm looking like I'm hooked on crack like a bad thong
And if so, this my swan song
It's just another day in LA
My new home

Hook
When I'm out in LA (x3)