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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Charlie Scene
Charlie Scene
Vocals
Deuce
Deuce
Keyboards
Funny Man
Funny Man
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Erlichman
Aaron Erlichman
Songwriter
Dylan Alvarez
Dylan Alvarez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Don Gilmore
Don Gilmore
Producer
Deuce
Deuce
Producer
Danny Lohner
Danny Lohner
Producer
Ben Grosse
Ben Grosse
Mixing Engineer
Paul Pavao
Paul Pavao
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Oh, shake it, baby Funny Man, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Los Angeles, Undead, let's go '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 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 the 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 'til 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 '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 Everybody in the club, shake it up LA, let me see you shake it up Hollywood, let me see you shake it up Everybody, shake it up, come on, shake it, baby Uh, I ain't fucking around 'cause King Kong is down Crystal, shake it up, we all over this town So let's cruise to the boulevard, into the Beauty Bar And let me see you work that ass, come on and shake it fast Two whiskey hits, JLo's giving shots in the back So where my boys at? There goes Johnny 3 cruising in the Cadillac '63, no dubs, and that's a fact When you see me on the scene, black shirt, black jeans Tattoos, white shoes, running 30-deep, fool In the city of LA where it's just another day Shooting craps with the Phantom, dude think he's getting paid We ain't here to front, we ain't here to beef We're just here to get you out your motherfucking seat And you don't really wanna step to this Funny Man, Undead, and we rock it like what? '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 Hahaha, oh shit, what's really going on, baby? What's happening, playboy? You know who this is Funny Man, a.k.a King Kong, yo Oh, yo, Dave, Diggity Dave, fuck you, bitch You got your face pimped, holler (come on, shake it, baby0 Oh wait, gotta go, Charlie's hitting me up Peace, bitch!
Writer(s): Aron Erlichman, Dylan Peter Alvarez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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