Ain't In LA Lyrics

Uh, back it up, subwoofers in the trunk, and the Uh, gemstones in the teeth going dumb, and the Uh, light the cigarette with the propane Uh, Honda Civic doin' donuts in the rain Uh, back it up, subwoofers in the trunk, and the Uh, gemstones in the teeth going dumb, and the Uh, light the cigarette with the propane Uh, Honda Civic doin' donuts in the rain She shares a room with her younger brother Clothes secondhand from her best friend's mother Cut 'em all up, yeah, she got her own style Madonna on the wall next to Destiny's Child And she's all that 'Cause she knows she's beautiful, uh And she's taught that Her dreams don't live at home Maybe tonight, we don't gotta run away It's all a lie, the baddest bitches ain't in L.A. Enjoy the ride, I know that you might wanna escape It's all a lie, the baddest bitches ain't in L.A. Uh, back it up, subwoofers in the trunk, and the Uh, gemstones in the teeth going dumb, and the Uh, light the cigarette with the propane Uh, Honda Civic doin' donuts in the rain All of the girls in them unknown cities You're so unique and your face so pretty Don't look like anyone, you're not just anyone I'd rather be a nobody than to be like everyone And you're all that 'Cause you know you're beautiful, uh And you're taught that Your dreams don't live at home Maybe tonight, we don't gotta run away It's all a lie, the baddest bitches ain't in L.A. Enjoy the ride, I know that you might wanna escape It's all a lie, the baddest bitches ain't in L.A. Uh, back it up, subwoofers in the trunk, and the Uh, gemstones in the teeth going dumb, and the Uh, light the cigarette with the propane (Yeah, yeah, oh, woah) Uh, Honda Civic doin' donuts in the rain Maybe tonight, we don't gotta run away (No) It's all a lie, the baddest bitches ain't in L.A.