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I'm California Dreaming... Can't you see what I see Gold and purple mountains Yellow lamborghinis by the ocean Cali dreamin's coming back Golden coast
held me close by crying Whoa, and my mama's love it Don't ever leave me standing And papa's love it just leaves me smiling Whoa, and my mama she's
Playin' with the bats Little Gun's downtown in Front of Woolworth's Tryin' out his attitude on all the cats Papa's on the corner, waitin' for the bus Mama
your mama's mad And your papa says he knows that I don't have any money Oh, your papa says he knows that I don't have any money Oh, so your daddy says
your mama's mad And your papa says he knows that I don't have any money Oh, your papa says he knows that I don't have any money Oh, so your daddy says
Full of legends and my presence is a blessing for the lockers I wish a sucka nigga would try and knock us While they California Dreamin with the Mama's
and papas California dreamin' on em Gimme Morri-some of those doors with no needles on em Thank god we found you Neville luckily we're three doors down My
Especially a specialist Man you know what the method is 3rd verse Nigga I was California dreamin Dreamin California But ain't no parties in LA Without
That'll tear up a terrorist Especially a specialist Man you know what the method is 3rd verse Nigga I was California dreamin Dreamin California But ain't
dreamin' Like The Papas and The Mamas, the stress is toxic But thank God a nigga got direct deposit so I'm a take this check and pay my rent up Cause
pain I can get you John Doe by a no name Catch him at the Chinese store Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein Nah nigga, Smack can't hear (hair)
strip So, you California dreamin' Saying that you on, but you're wrong for the reason Why You're too broke to be bougie Acting like a star, like you all
they lame In a 6-1 Chevy Still heavy in this game can you feel me? Blame it on my mama, I'm a thug nigga Up before the sun rise Quicker than the drug
dollar rocks so i'm on it livin for the moment learning hard life lessons cuz i'm young and still growing father's only son, mama's lil boy movin in
as a stagecoach shotgun I'm sorry, mama Please don't look at me Yeah, when I got to Oklahoma, I was seventeen My papa taught me how to work and Lord, he was
whipping in a Karmen Ghia Mama mia Agudelo chopped the beat up Sounds like some who done it Who want it California loop summit I'm by the pool bumping
Alotta questions gettin answered every other stanza Wear my mama on my sleeve my papa told me stand up Back to texas for the grammar I can understand
Laurel Canyon Music what a scene Mamas and Papas a California dream I still hear L.A. Woman in my head Brian Wilson already ahead Let's go downtown
There was a little man who was travelin' His papa never wanted to have him And his mama loved him the best she could 'till she died They call him
short Flight delayed at the airport need a new course Got a cousin in Amsterdam, mama in France Papa on Skype saying pull up ya pants Somewhere I can tan
Southern California sun, my papa was a trojan Had to hit the Heisman, Reggie Bush flying Flipping in the endzone, jersey number five, lucky number four
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