Sammy Adams feat. Mike Posner ☆ L.A. Story

I’m waking up on Sunset
Boulevard
Maxing out all my credit cards
Living my own LA story
Living it up ’til the morning
Sammy
I’m not trying to show you love
and affection
I’m trying to live the life a
kid always expected
Over on Sunset finished a
couple sessions
One foot in the door one in the
hills questions
Angels in leather I ain’t
talking ’bout the motor club
But I tend to go hella hard when
I go to clubs
Minibar murder I’m on
Denzel’s flight
With a stewardess that wants to
f*ck the whole damn night
Who cares what they all say
Try’na find some girls like Hov
did with Beyonce
Had you for a week but I heard
you say fiance
Na na none of that girl
I fell in love the streets got
a glow
The city of angels is calling me
home
And she said and she said uh
I’m waking up on Sunset Boulevard
Maxing out all my credit cards
Living my own LA story
Living it up ’til the morning
We’ll be taking shots under the
stars
Living off of hotel minibars
Living our own LA story
Living it up living it up
We living it up
Everybody’s a model or a wannabe
If you’re that bad it’s in
Paris where you ought’a be
She’s an actress working on
the late shift
Only longs for a big break as a
waitress
Walk the strip see the fashion
getting wacky now
Out the door passing out
Hit the floor help me out
Credit card at the bar never
closing now
But the weather’s so nice
nobody slowing down
Well except for the one on one
Gotta SUV stuck in traffic with
a ton of buds
I can promise you tonight’s
gon’ be a ton of fun
Know that c c c c
Cause I fell in love the
streets got a glow
The city of angels is calling me
home
And she said and she said uh
I’m waking up on Sunset Boulevard
Maxing out all my credit cards
Living my own LA story
Living it up ’til the morning
We’ll be taking shots under the
stars
Living off of hotel minibars
Living our own LA story
Living it up living it up
We living it up
Upper Edge Cafe like Vinny Chase
She got a big booty itty bitty
skinny waist
Henny straight everyday summer
Never on the sheets like you’re
on top of the cover
Every day when I’m away look at
the toe so
Look at the cops don’t even
care you can just blow smoke
I’m Robin Hood on the beat
I get paid in LA and give it
back to the D
I fell in love the streets got
a glow
The city of angels is calling me
home
And she said and she said uh
I’m waking up on Sunset Boulevard
Maxing out all my credit cards
Living my own LA story
Living it up ’til the morning
We’ll be taking shots under the
stars
Living off of hotel minibars
Living our own LA story
Living it up living it up
We living it up