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Uuh-uuh, uh Uuh-uuh, uh Uuh-uuh Uuh-uuh How many wrongs can I right? How many? (How many?) How many wrongs in the night? How many wrongs in the night, oh Uh, caught up in L.A. yeah, yeah, yeah Caught up in a race yeah, yeah, yeah I'm tryna keep faith Tryna stay real not fake man Caught up in L.A. yeah, yeah Get the Louis from the Louis store straight Packin' it up sendin' it to your place Callin' you up just so I can touch base I hate how you're so far away Nobody's perfect I've made my mistakes Nobody's perfect I learned the hard way I wish you could be here I miss your embrace Can't wait to hold you this time Can't wait I told you I can't wait You make me feel like I can't lose Yeah, that's right I wanna get to you You're all I believe in I wanna show you everything You're my strength not my weakness Yeah, your secrets are safe Just like your heart is But I'm caught up in L.A. like a movie Stuck here on replay Want you on repeat When you come see me, yeah How many wrongs can I right? (How many?) How many songs can I write? (Too many) How many blunts can I smoke in the night (In the night, no) How many? How many? How many blunts can I smoke in the night? Blowing O's underneath in the moonlight Not a lot of things that I won't try I just bought a Rolls that I don't even drive Inside of you while outside by me Been a hell of a year yeah, yeah Fuck up a bag make the money disappear, yeah Workin', worth it Body's hangin' from the chandelier yeah, yeah Now I'm caught up in L.A. Takin' you around Take an Uber to your place Pull up just so I can show face But I can't go to the club 'cause it's too in the straight, yeah, yeah Used to drive a Chevrolet Now my car is so nice that I caught a Valet, ay But my door need it straight Ah, put on for the family, ay From the city of the 915 Where the girls are pretty and they know how to ride it, yay Autopilot you don't even gotta drive it, ay, ay Caught up in L.A. yeah ay, ay (Ay, ay) Caught up in L.A. yeah, yeah Caught up in L.A. How many wrongs can I right?, caught up in L.A., yeah How many songs can I write? (Too many) How many drinks can I pour in the night? How many? How many wrongs can I right? How many wrongs in the night? How many wrongs can I right? How many? Uuh-uuh Uuh-uuh Uuh-uuh Uuh-uuh
Writer(s): Ryan Toby, Jason Boyd, Vidal Davis, Andre Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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