Lyrics:
Come on now, why you wanna do us like that girl
Come on now, got a skirt pulled up to your crack girl
Come on now, I love it when you show us that
heeled night on the town
Mm
Some girls like the way boys talk in California
Love that west coast weather, whatever does it for you
I ain't throwing
Oh yes! There's a boy in the backroom
He doesn't know somethings growing inside
Oh yes! There's a girl on a stretcher
Who's wondering if she'll
standing by myside
But its getting old
I don't trust myself to make decisions anymore
Biggie said more money cause more problems
My girl said that being
hide
Yeah pretty girl, bad taste
And I knew it by the day
I could see it in your face
Oh yeah my mistake
You a gone girl now i'm tryna walk off
One time
like that
Get buy girls, while I rap
I make big money, that ain't no crap
When I grab that mic, and spit my rhymes
I gotta have an 8 or 909 BEAT
So
jump from SoCal
Hollywood to the slums
Chronic smoke get burnt by the California sun
On the west side, east coast where you at?
Just got to New York
for transition
Don't talk too loud, you might find yourself missin
Look into my eyes, all you see is will to survive
By any means, retreatin
the underground verbatim and stayed local
My auntie is a man now
I watch him and his girl hold their hands down
Tip of the avenues street lights made his
Motherfuckers try to grab me by the pussy
Turn around and tell 'em
You can kiss my tush-ey
Turn around and tell 'em you
Can keep on wishin'
Turn
from California
505 back home gotta represent
702 life lit so I pay the rent
Real close by to the strip
If I wanna play shows all night all day
Then I
M through with standing in line just to get the iPhone 15 pro max
It's like the bottom of the twelfth and I’m down by ten runs, and I'm never gonna
left to the coast
California I really love you the most, love you the most
From the valleys to the Hollywood Hills
Chasing sunsets from the views
along this road
She said 'meet me by the river, I'll be wearing something new
By dawn I'm in the arms; of my California girl
As I walked towards
remember), oh, when we used to hang
On the porch, drinkin' brew, but now they drive-by (baby)
I remember (I remember), oh, when we used to play
Shoot 'em
me that's a lot of foreigns
Hoppin' out of foreigns, this a California
We in California, smokin' California
All these damn ghosts see this shit
I'm hoping for
You'd be the star of the show
That I would open for
It's a precarious position
By my own admission
Fulfilling my mission
My obsession
about that?
Button down, cufflinks, hair cut, no hat
Just felt like gettin' clean and show I know how to act
At Neiman & Marcus, let my girl blow three
girl blow three or four stacks
Gotta forever to cut the food, and damn I'm relaxed
In a real cool mood, no beef, no gats
But then real close by
what ya saying
Bring a couple buddies wit ya, girl we ain't playin
Baby must miss read me, cause she miss lead me
Has some niggas come by later
a band
He's a whole lot like you daddy you're gonna like him
He's a good man
At times lonley sneaks up on me
But I'm getting by
Yeah I know what you've
like a bully bitch, get saved by the bell
If you scared, go to church I'll see you in hell
And your girl, she a flip, give me heads or tails
Everybody
a band
He's a whole lot like you daddy you're gonna like him
He's a good man
At times lonely sneaks up on me
But I'm getting by
Yeah I know what
More than the city I want the whole wide world
Don't slim down I love ya hips wide girl
All of this work I need the truckload scale
I got a vibe
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