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Tom: C#m

Intro: (h = hammer s = slide)

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|----7h9-9-9---------12----------------------7----------55---------|

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         C#m                   B
I said I love my women like I love my juice, naked!
  A         G#
All natural no preservatives or fakeness!
   C#m                  B
I like my ladies like I like my brainy's, in bunches!
 A                 G#
Got the six pack, I ain't talkin' 'bout the crunches!
 C#m                     B
Hit it till I quit it like Tyson's punches!
 A                    G#
That's how you gotta rock if you wanna run shoot
  C#m       B
A sweat, a sweat make it less fizzy
 A                G#
Buzz kill Betty got me dolly dolly dizzy
 C#m                 B
Lost in her eyes like oh my God where is she?
 A                 G#                              C#m   B
Down here in south Cal boy we gettin' busy in the city...
                        A   G#
We gettin' busy in the city...

Refrão:
                      C#m             E9             F#     A  G#            
Let's take a trip to sunset boulevard in the city of stars
             C#m             E9               B 
The city of blinding lights and starry eyes..
            A              G#      C#m   E9
I said now welcome to the city of angels!
 B       A
whooah whoooah
        C#m   E9      B      A      G#
City of angels! whoooah whooooah



         C#m                    B
I set a bright future reflex off my aviators
 A                   G#
Here's a peace sign going out to all my haters!
 C#m            B
High five Keaton, no hurt hand when we
 A           G#
Get samples at Yoghurtland and we
 C#m          B
Chill soon talk about Betty Blomby
 A          G#                          C#m
Kill Bruz play Call of Duty zombies.. Yeah!
 B
She started to get the best of me
 A                           G#
While she makes her mind of whether she wants me or Wesley
 C#m          B      A            G#
Da da do, da da do, da da do du da do, da do, da do

(Refrão)

(C#m B A G#) 2x

(Refrão)

     C#m-E   B   A  C#m  E9  B  A  
In this, city of,  angels!
G#                   C#m
  whooooah whooooah an-angels....


   C#m      B       A       G#      E9      F#     (G#)    (A)
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|---11--|---9---|---7---|---6---|---9---|---11--|---13--|---14--|
|---11--|---9---|---7---|---6---|---7---|---9---|---11--|---12--|
|---9---|---7---|---5---|---4---|-------|-------|-------|-------|