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PERFORMING ARTISTS
JAHKOY
JAHKOY
Performer
Diego Ave
Diego Ave
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Diego Ave
Diego Ave
Composer
Quincy Hanley
Quincy Hanley
Composer
Richard Butler
Richard Butler
Composer
Dwayne Nesmith
Dwayne Nesmith
Composer
Andrew Harr
Andrew Harr
Composer
Jermaine Jackson
Jermaine Jackson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Runners
The Runners
Producer
Rico Love
Rico Love
Producer
DtownThaGreat
DtownThaGreat
Producer
John Schullman
John Schullman
Recording Engineer
Kevin "K.D." Davis
Kevin "K.D." Davis
Mixing Engineer
Keaton Smith
Keaton Smith
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Turn the lights on Seems like all these girls are perfect All these girls are perfect In LA, in LA They've got so much there to purchase All those labels on their purses In LA, in LA You ain't gotta die Just go buy you a plane ticket (Plane ticket, pla-plane ticket) This place will change your life Ask the guys who just came to visit Once they came, they just can't go nowhere Heaven must be somewhere in California No place I've seen compares to California There's nothing but angels out there A place filled with angels I swear They say come and join us The weathers much warmer Heaven's california Heaven's california Yao Blank face, amazing grace God damn girl, Got Got Got Damn girl Use your angel wings, no hands girl I'm the man from the land girl Go ham in the lab girl You know skrt skrt Lift your skirt skirt Give me work work Thats missionary like church church Legs open like pearly gates in a Thug mansion Get a thug passion Without Alize Bow down to pray I burn an ounce a day Puff puff pass No rosaries like Catholics Might cop the rolls, just to crash it You could rock the rollie while I hit it Hey you could rock the rollie while I hit it Yeah school boy in a new toy With a new toy, a whole down fig You was looking for heaven and you found it You was looking for heaven and you found it Heaven must be somewhere in California No place I've seen compares to California There's nothing but angels out there A place filled with angels i swear They say come and join us The weathers much warmer Heaven's california Heaven's california Man they party on the week days (count it) Party on the week days (count it, count it, count it, count it) In LA, in LA I swear they know all the DJs Walk in the club and don't pay Man they must be so paid Okay, in LA They poppin in LA You ain't gotta die Just go buy you a plane ticket (Plane ticket, pla-plane ticket) This place will change your life Ask the guys who just came to visit Once they came, they just can't go nowhere Heaven must be somewhere in California No place I've seen compares to California There's nothing but angels out there A place filled with angels i swear They say come and join us The weathers much warmer Heaven's california They say come and join us The weathers much warmer Heaven's california Heaven's california
Writer(s): Diego Avendano, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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