Hopped off of the plane, got off at LAX
And my cellie’s on roam so you won’t be gettin' my text
You ask me what I’m doing, where I’m staying, if I’m good and if I wanna spend
time with you
'Cause you just so excited that I’m here and all you care about is if I’m gon'
ride with you
All the lessons that I taught you is a test
I just wanna see you pass
I know you like to pop style
'Cause you drive in a pink G-Class
That’s LA, yeah
The waves don’t die, yeah
That’s why they wanna stay here
We ain’t goin' no where
LA, LA You never know what you’ll find
LA, LA You never know what you’ll find
Baby I’ll wait at your gate
Flowers in my hand, I see your face, yeah
I just landed but you’re not surprised
Who’s replacing me when I’m not around, I Spent a couple racks on your b day
Who you flyin' out to these days
Face time ain’t enough
Phone bill addin' up You’re all work and no love
Babygirl I might pull up and
LA, LA You never know what you’ll find
LA, LA You never know what you’ll find