Lyrics:

Deuce:
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 flo'
You've 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 flo'
You've got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe

Funny Man:
Who that, who that knocking on the window?
It's Funny, J-Dog smoking up the endo
Windows down, you know the systems' banging
Hollywood Undead, I ain't playing
Cruising downtown with a 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 L.A. represent Hollywood
Westside 'till 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, back seat, dipping in the taxi
So, what you gonna do when I knock you out, fool?
You know we keep it the same, you know Undead is the name
Say what you, say it's okay, we ain't never gonna change

Deuce:
'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 flo'
You've 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 flo'
You've got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe

Funny Man:
Everybody in the club shake it up
L.A., let me see you shake it up
Hollywood, let me see you shake it up
Everybody shake it up, come on, shake it, baby

Oh, I ain't fucking around, 'cause King Kong is down
Crystal, shake it up, we all over this town
So let's cruise to the Boulevard, into the Beauty Bar
And let me see you work that ass, come on and shake it fast
Two whiskey hits, JLo's giving shots in the back
So where my boys at?
There goes Johnny 3, cruising in the Cadillac
'63, no doors and that's a fact
When you see me on the scene
Black shirt, black jeans, tattoos, white shoes, running 30 deep, fool
In the City of L.A., 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 yo motherfucking seat
And you really don't wanna step to this
Funny Man, Undead and we rock it like, what?

Deuce:
'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 flo'
You've 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 flo'
You've got a fat ass, but you shake it like you ain't a hoe

Funny Man:
Oh shit, what's really going on, baby?

Deuce:
Shake it, baby

Funny Man:
What's happening playboy?
You know who this is, Funny Man a.k.a. King Kong y'all
Oh, yo, Dave, Dickey Dave, fuck you bitch

Deuce:
Come on, shake it, baby

Funny Man:
You got yo face pimped, holla
Oh, wait, gotta go, Charlie's hitting me up
Peace, bitch