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LA Models
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LA Models was released on July 7, 2017 by Universal Records as a part of the album LA Models - Single
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Release DateJuly 7, 2017
LabelUniversal Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hudson Thames
Hudson Thames
Piano
Leroy James Clampitt
Leroy James Clampitt
Drum Programming, Synthesizer, Background Vocals, Guitar, Bass Guitar
James Wong
James Wong
Background Vocals, Synthesizer, Guitar, Drum Programming
Tricia Leigh Fisher
Tricia Leigh Fisher
Background Vocals
Rae Rae Jensen
Rae Rae Jensen
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Wong
James Wong
Songwriter
Thames
Thames
Songwriter
Leroy Clampitt
Leroy Clampitt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Big Taste
Big Taste
Producer
Gladius James
Gladius James
Producer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
John Hanes
John Hanes
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

She started Sunday drinking Rosé with her homies at the Nice Guy
(Stepping off in Balmain)
Ended up with Leo over at the Chateau doing white lines
(Like the Wolf of Wall Street)
She's at my door, we're on the floor
We done this dance about a thousand times
While I was sleeping, she was creeping
'Round the city in her thigh-highs, thigh-highs
I don't know, but baby, I've been told
These L.A. models gonna steal my soul
Drinks get stronger and the nights get old
Tell my mama I ain't coming home
From Monday to Sunday, I can't say no
I don't know, but baby, I've been told
These L.A. models gonna steal my soul
She dates a lawyer, that's a pretty good employer when you're eighteen
(Mama get that money)
Yeah, he's older, but it's better than promoters at the Roxy
(Smile like you love me)
But at my show, she knows the words and every note
She sings along with me
Then drops my label just to try to get a table
And some free drinks on me
I don't know, but baby, I've been told
These L.A. models gonna steal my soul
Drinks get stronger and the nights get old
Tell my mama I ain't coming home
From Monday to Sunday, I can't say no
I don't know, but baby, I've been told
These L.A. models gonna steal my soul
She's got me down on both my knees
You've never seen a better thief
That kiss taste so liquor sweet
Every time I try to leave
Need her like a bad disease
These blue eyes my mama stole
I've never had much self-control
It takes two to rock and roll
Maybe I'm the weaker soul
Heaven only knows
I don't know, but baby, I've been told
These L.A. models gonna steal my soul (My soul)
Drinks get stronger and the nights get old
Tell my mama I ain't coming home (I ain't coming home)
From Monday to Sunday, I can't say no (I can't say no)
I don't know, but baby, I've been told (Baby, I've been told)
These L.A. models gonna steal my soul
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no
And I know, and I know, and I know, and I know
(These L.A. models gonna steal your soul)
Written by: Leroy Clampitt, Thames, 黃霑
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