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)