Released: February 10, 2017
Featuring: Mez Anderson .Paak
Songwriter: SiR Anderson .Paak Mez
Producer: Seige Monstracity
[Verse 1: SiR]
Queen of the cabaret
Dancin' the night away
You can tell this is her favorite song
Where she's from is hard to say
Haitian born in Montego Bay
Hopped the plane and never made it back home
Found a way to new LA
Cause she's attracted to to bright lights and foreign cars
She never planned to fall in love
No she just plannin' on findin' a movie star
Playin' a part
[Chorus: SiR]
Well tonight she got her eyes on me
She know I like what I see
I need to quit before I'm in too deep
But I'm right where she wants me to be
She don't even wanna know my name
These new LA girls are all the same
[Verse 2: Anderson .Paak]
Paakaveli in this
Sun settin' by and sweet fries and grilled fish, yeah
You say you wanna stay for a little while
But tell me how long I'll front you
You say "we got the best weather year round"
Well tell me something that I don't know
You tryna match your face to the music
You just preoccupied with the baseline groovin'
You'd rather run around for a nigga with a fluke hit
But when I press play you be like "hold up that's yo shit?"
I got melodies, I'm Teddy P with the kettlebells
Never had no promethazine
Born and raised in the city where they built yo dreams around dont front and keep it real
[Chorus: SiR]
Tonight she got her eyes on me
She know I like what I see
I need to quit before I'm in too deep
But I'm right where she wants me to be
She don't even wanna know my name
These new LA girls are all the same
[Verse 3: King Mez]
Woah
Fed up with these LA bitches only lookin' for the cheddar and cheese
There be so many bad ones
I'm honest I had me one
But then she started tweakin'
So like Bella Hadid
I Had to stop fuckin' on the weekend
Speakin' of the other broads that runnin' behind cars
And brothers who mothers is hopin' soon they gon' be stars
These chickens want grey poupon and tar tars
Like that shit make you different
You was who you was fo' you got here word to Jay
I'm just a little Carolina nigga who don't play
They only hard on the top layer creme brulee
So please dog don't pretend today, we'll win today
Cause if my niggas double back and pull a Mac-10 you like
Ummm, How the Hindu's pray
Cause a nigga came to play
Came to play today
Please don't fuck around
Man why we take the murder route
Shouldn't we be worried bout
Niggas dyin', niggas dyin'
Or we could just not say shit
And take the Cam Newton scary route
But girl you could be the one who takin' me by surprise
"LA might not be all that bad" replies the thighs
I got a position I thought maybe you could fit it
Tell me if you wit it don't stop get it get it
[Chorus: SiR]
She don't even wanna know my name
These new LA girls are all the same
Queen of the cabaret
Dancin' the night away
You can tell this is her favorite song
Where she's from is hard to say
Haitian born in Montego Bay
Hopped the plane and never made it back home
Found a way to new LA
Cause she's attracted to to bright lights and foreign cars
She never planned to fall in love
No she just plannin' on findin' a movie star
Playin' a part
[Chorus: SiR]
Well tonight she got her eyes on me
She know I like what I see
I need to quit before I'm in too deep
But I'm right where she wants me to be
She don't even wanna know my name
These new LA girls are all the same
[Verse 2: Anderson .Paak]
Paakaveli in this
Sun settin' by and sweet fries and grilled fish, yeah
You say you wanna stay for a little while
But tell me how long I'll front you
You say "we got the best weather year round"
Well tell me something that I don't know
You tryna match your face to the music
You just preoccupied with the baseline groovin'
You'd rather run around for a nigga with a fluke hit
But when I press play you be like "hold up that's yo shit?"
I got melodies, I'm Teddy P with the kettlebells
Never had no promethazine
Born and raised in the city where they built yo dreams around dont front and keep it real
[Chorus: SiR]
Tonight she got her eyes on me
She know I like what I see
I need to quit before I'm in too deep
But I'm right where she wants me to be
She don't even wanna know my name
These new LA girls are all the same
[Verse 3: King Mez]
Woah
Fed up with these LA bitches only lookin' for the cheddar and cheese
There be so many bad ones
I'm honest I had me one
But then she started tweakin'
So like Bella Hadid
I Had to stop fuckin' on the weekend
Speakin' of the other broads that runnin' behind cars
And brothers who mothers is hopin' soon they gon' be stars
These chickens want grey poupon and tar tars
Like that shit make you different
You was who you was fo' you got here word to Jay
I'm just a little Carolina nigga who don't play
They only hard on the top layer creme brulee
So please dog don't pretend today, we'll win today
Cause if my niggas double back and pull a Mac-10 you like
Ummm, How the Hindu's pray
Cause a nigga came to play
Came to play today
Please don't fuck around
Man why we take the murder route
Shouldn't we be worried bout
Niggas dyin', niggas dyin'
Or we could just not say shit
And take the Cam Newton scary route
But girl you could be the one who takin' me by surprise
"LA might not be all that bad" replies the thighs
I got a position I thought maybe you could fit it
Tell me if you wit it don't stop get it get it
[Chorus: SiR]
She don't even wanna know my name
These new LA girls are all the same