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Deffest! and Baddest!

(1988)
TypeStudio Full-length
GenresRap Rock
LabelsProfile Records
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Votes :  0
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La La Land Lyrics

9. La La Land (3:20)
When I was 17
I took a plane to the coast
I took my friend Ronda
'Cause she's really the most
We were cruising the strip
You Sunset and Peco
And in less than five minutes
We met a guy named Rico
He drove up to the curb
In a chopped Rolls Royce
He had a tan from a bottle
And a radio voice
'Yo, banana, are you ready to ill?'
And he took us to a party
In Beverly Hills

On the way over
We stopped at the beach
Rico went in
For a tea bag named Leach
He was ready he was comin'
He was ready to go
He said 'Didn't I meet you in Monte Carlo?'
When we got to the party
The butler opened the door
And I knew that I'd seen him
Somewhere before
It was Shirley McClain
Dressed up as a man
She said 'Om Shanti,
Welcome to La La Land'

Ooma rama ooma rama

Vanna White was there
And they were playing a game
But the numbers on the wheel
Were all the same
I didn't see Jerry Falwell
Or Jessica Hahn
But I was told they were upstairs
Getting it on
Hugh Heffner arrived
With a bunch of skeezers
The Chippendale dancers
Were real crowd pleasers
The Duke and Duchess of Windsor
Were really nice
They brought some underground films
Of Gary Hart and Donna Rice
In Beverly Hills they refuse to be beat
So it was Chicken McNuggets
All you can eat
On the scene that night
Was a blond guy name Jock
He screamed the crowd
'Are you ready to rock?'
Rock, rock, rock, what?

'Oh yea, oh yea' they said
Waiving they're hands
'I give you Ultrafly,
Number one in the land'
I stepped up to the mike
And delivered my weapon
And La La Land
Was transfixed in a second

Ooma, ooma, ooma

From Frisco to Tiajuana
They were feeling my jam
And those that felt it
Know I am what I am
I delivered so heavy like not other assault
I move the earthquake meters
On the San Andreas fault
When morning came
We were still going strong
But our flight left at noon
I had to break from the throng
Mary Heart was screaming
'Outta sight, outta sight'
They were shooting the party
For Entertainment Tonight
They wanted me to stay
And host the show
But I had a jam in NYC
And I had to go
Besides it's not my thing
To be a co-host
And that's the story
Of my first trip to the coast

Ooma, ooma rama, ooma rama, ra ra ra rama
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