Fine girl on Venice Boulevard
Gangster driving in stolen car
Both got dreams that are way too far
So they end up in music bar
Singing LA yea fill my cup
When I'm in LA yea fill my cup
We'll die in LA yea fine with us
We'll die in LA yea
I say LA yea fill my cup
When I'm in LA fill my cup
We'll die in LA yea fine with us
We'll die in LA yea
Fine girl take gangster home
Girl God on her shoes
Fine girl sneak's gangster in room
Quite down mama home
I say LA yea fill my cup
When I'm in LA fill my cup
We'll die in LA yea fine with us
We'll die in LA yea
When I'm in LA yea fill my cup
When I'm in LA yea fill my cup
We'll die in LA yea fine with us
We'll die in LA yea
LA robs me of my mind
Takes my sunshine when sun shining
LA keeps me on my grind
Hide that white line from one time
LA is my dream baby
I will never let her go
LA empty out our souls
So, we keep a full cup
I say LA yea fill my cup
When I'm in LA yea fill my cup
We'll die in LA yea fine with us
We'll die in LA yea
When I'm in LA yea fill my cup
When I'm in LA yea fill my cup
We'll die in LA yea fine with us
We'll die in LA yea