Los Santos

Los Santos shit got me caught up in a mood
 Address, one text, come and party on the roof
 New whip, no keys, but you're still coming through
 Top floor, top down, I can show you how to move
 Los Santos shit got me caught up in a mood
 Address, one text, come and party on the roof
 New whip, no keys, but you're still coming through
 Top floor, top down, I can show you how to move
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 East coast, West Side, flying out to my place
 Sleep 'til the quarter past three, still sideways
 Driving downtown in a white-tee
 Gym shorts with the Nike's
 One sec, running back to the old you
 Jetlag in the back of an '02
 New days in the Ville, hope you roll through
 One call, one text and I told you
 Los Santos shit got me caught up in a mood
 Address, one text, come and party on the roof
 New whip, no keys, but you still coming through
 Top floor, top down, I can show you how to move
 Los Santos shit got me caught up in a mood
 Address, one text, come and party on the roof
 New whip, no keys, but you still coming through
 Top floor, top down, I can show you how to move
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 Los Santos shit got me caught up in a mood
 Address, one text, come and party on the roof
 New whip, no keys, but you still coming through
 Top floor, top down, I can show you how to move
 Los Santos shit got me caught up in a mood
 Address, one text, come and party on the roof
 New whip, no keys, but you still coming through
 Top floor, top down, I can show you how to move