No Other Place Lyrics
Band | |
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Album | Swan Songs(2008) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Rap Rock, Nu Metal |
Labels | A&M Octone Records |
Album rating : 80 / 100
Votes : 1
Votes : 1
4. No Other Place (3:16)
Oh, shake it, baby
Funny Man, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Los Angeles, Undead, let's go
'Cause there's no other place that I'd rather be
Than Los Angeles, come on, shake it baby
Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the floor
You got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe
There's no other place that I'd rather be
Than Los Angeles, come on, shake it baby
Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the floor
You got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe
Who that, who that knocking on the window?
It's Funny, J-Dog, smoking up the indo
Windows down, you know the system's banging
Hollywood Undead, I ain't playing
Cruising down town with the bottle beside me
Looking so fly, I got bitches behind me
Yo, I'm in the studio making something to dance to
'Cause these bitches wanna hear something they can shake their ass to
We up in LA, represent Hollywood
West side 'til I die, motherfucker, what's good?
So what's good with that when this song's a rap?
Deuce in the studio, got bitches in the back
Smoked out backseat, dipping in the taxi
So what you gonna do when I knock you out, fool?
Keep it the same, you know Undead is the name
Say what you say, it's OK, we are never gonna change
'Cause there's no other place that I'd rather be
Than Los Angeles, come on, shake it baby
Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the floor
You got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe
There's no other place that I'd rather be
Than Los Angeles, come on, shake it baby
Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the floor
You got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe
Everybody in the club, shake it up
LA, let me see you shake it up
Hollywood, let me see you shake it up
Everybody shake it up, come on, shake it, baby
I ain't fucking around 'cause King Kong is down
Cristal, shake it up, we all over this town
So let's cruise to the boulevard into the beauty bar
Let me see you work that ass, come on, and shake it fast
Two whiskey hits, J-Dog's giving shots in the back
So where my boys at?
There goes Johnny 3 cruising in the Cadillac
'63, no dubs, and that's a fact
When you see me on the scene: black shirt, black jeans, tattoos, white shoes
Running thirty-deep, fool
In the city of LA where it's just another day
Shooting craps with the Phantom, dude thinks he's getting paid
We ain't here to front, we ain't here to beef
We're just here to get you out of your motherfucking seat
And you don't really wanna step to this
Funny Man, Undead, and we rock it like what?
'Cause there's no other place that I'd rather be
Than Los Angeles, come on, shake it baby
Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the floor
You got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe
There's no other place that I'd rather be
Than Los Angeles, come on, shake it baby
Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the floor
You got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe
Haha, oh shit What's really going on, baby?
(C'mon, shake it, baby)
What's happening, bad boy? You know who this is
Funny Man, AKA King Kong
Oh, yo' Dave Dickey Dave Fuck you, bitch
(C'mon, shake it, baby)
You got your face pimped Holler
Oh wait, gotta go Charlie's hitting me up
Peace, bitch
Funny Man, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Los Angeles, Undead, let's go
'Cause there's no other place that I'd rather be
Than Los Angeles, come on, shake it baby
Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the floor
You got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe
There's no other place that I'd rather be
Than Los Angeles, come on, shake it baby
Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the floor
You got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe
Who that, who that knocking on the window?
It's Funny, J-Dog, smoking up the indo
Windows down, you know the system's banging
Hollywood Undead, I ain't playing
Cruising down town with the bottle beside me
Looking so fly, I got bitches behind me
Yo, I'm in the studio making something to dance to
'Cause these bitches wanna hear something they can shake their ass to
We up in LA, represent Hollywood
West side 'til I die, motherfucker, what's good?
So what's good with that when this song's a rap?
Deuce in the studio, got bitches in the back
Smoked out backseat, dipping in the taxi
So what you gonna do when I knock you out, fool?
Keep it the same, you know Undead is the name
Say what you say, it's OK, we are never gonna change
'Cause there's no other place that I'd rather be
Than Los Angeles, come on, shake it baby
Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the floor
You got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe
There's no other place that I'd rather be
Than Los Angeles, come on, shake it baby
Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the floor
You got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe
Everybody in the club, shake it up
LA, let me see you shake it up
Hollywood, let me see you shake it up
Everybody shake it up, come on, shake it, baby
I ain't fucking around 'cause King Kong is down
Cristal, shake it up, we all over this town
So let's cruise to the boulevard into the beauty bar
Let me see you work that ass, come on, and shake it fast
Two whiskey hits, J-Dog's giving shots in the back
So where my boys at?
There goes Johnny 3 cruising in the Cadillac
'63, no dubs, and that's a fact
When you see me on the scene: black shirt, black jeans, tattoos, white shoes
Running thirty-deep, fool
In the city of LA where it's just another day
Shooting craps with the Phantom, dude thinks he's getting paid
We ain't here to front, we ain't here to beef
We're just here to get you out of your motherfucking seat
And you don't really wanna step to this
Funny Man, Undead, and we rock it like what?
'Cause there's no other place that I'd rather be
Than Los Angeles, come on, shake it baby
Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the floor
You got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe
There's no other place that I'd rather be
Than Los Angeles, come on, shake it baby
Come on, grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the floor
You got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe
Haha, oh shit What's really going on, baby?
(C'mon, shake it, baby)
What's happening, bad boy? You know who this is
Funny Man, AKA King Kong
Oh, yo' Dave Dickey Dave Fuck you, bitch
(C'mon, shake it, baby)
You got your face pimped Holler
Oh wait, gotta go Charlie's hitting me up
Peace, bitch
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Swan Songs - Lyrics
1. Undead Lyrics | 2. Sell Your Soul Lyrics |
3. Everywhere I Go Lyrics | ▶ 4. No Other Place Lyrics |
5. No. 5 Lyrics | 6. Young Lyrics |
7. Black Dahlia Lyrics | 8. This Love, This Hate Lyrics |
9. Bottle and a Gun Lyrics | 10. California Lyrics |
11. City Lyrics | 12. The Diary Lyrics |
13. Pimpin' Lyrics | 14. Paradise Lost Lyrics |
Swan Songs - Album Credits
Members
- Aron "Deuce" Erlichman : Vocals, Bass, Keyboards
- Jordon "Charlie Scene" Terrell : Vocals, Guitars
- Jorel "J-Dog" Decker : Vocals, Keyboards
- Matthew "Da Kurlzz" Busek : Vocals, Drums, Percussion
- George "Johnny 3 Tears" Ragan : Vocals
- Dylan "Funny Man" Alvarez : Vocals
Other staff
- Don Gilmore : Producer
- Danny Lohner : Producer, Engineer
- Aron "Deuce" Erlichman : Executive Producer, Engineer
- Billy Howerdel : Engineer
- Ben Grosse : Mixing Engineer
- Jason Goad : Illustrations
- Jonas Åkerlund : Art Direction, Photography
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