Lyrics:
Come and show me that you miss me
Lover girl
Goin crazy right now
Keep on thinkin that we shoulda had baby by now
Know you gotta hit me up when you
got feel like lightning
I been busy but I got time girl
You should come by unwind
We can talk or you can get piped
I could be your T.I
Do whatever you
hella lonely at the top when you rich without a girl
It's me against the world, but that's how my world twirl
So let that shit spin cause I'ma play it
mill shit
Counting paper for the whole night
This that take yo girl shit, California was a long flight
Rodeo Drive spent 85 on my day one's, they load
like my boy Saint Nick
Cranberry mix with the great goo spiff
Put it in the air, nigga light that shit
Baby girl bring a few friends back
You fuckin with
Punk Comp California
Green - REM
Burning Farm cassette - Shonen Knife
Typical Girls - Slit's
Combat Rock - The Clash void
Faith EP - Void faith
Rites
where's the bitches?
This crazy boss just fucked up the
Game word to the clippers
My enemies bitch got her face
Right by my zipper
Tequila is laced, give me
the fliest one of all?)
Do ya thang, girl, fuck what they lookin' at
We, the dogs gettin' chased by the pussycat
West Coast baby, with so much gravy
You
think his baby mama is smokin' 'cause she's always broke
And the young girls is dressin' more and more sleazy
And everybody and they mama talkin' 'bout
think his baby mama is smokin' 'cause she's always broke
And the young girls is dressin' more and more sleazy
And everybody and they mama talkin' 'bout
school, I was late
But in high school, I was debate
I rate in the great state of California
I'm warning ya
Je vais a la plage parce que le guignol est
on ya
I represent California
Home of the shooters
The looters
The drug movers
Girl barracuda
Set you up for the kill
Where you're really not ballin unless
for Malcolm, Martin and Tupac (listen)
No matter how hard they try can't stop us
We still gon get by mother fucker
Listen
Baby girl I know you
it go
relax and crack a smile, lay back and watch the world go by
Blue Skies, I'm so high, California, Girl I'm coming home to you
Sunshine, I'm so
through the, um, the dance hall girl who had
To... protect herself in various ways... all of these having various
Concealed firearms... then into
happy for you (okay, okay, okay, okay)
God knows that I'm fightin' demons
Got on new releases and a wife beater
White girl callin' money service, I
KXNG CROOKED, Eastside, Long Beach, California
My name is KXNG CROOKED
I snap on you rappers often
When I'm spazzin' I'm just gettin' my
on Jambalaya
Now before I could walk
I had a guitar in my hand
By the time I could talk, I had my own band
I went on the road when I was eight years old
When I
charcoal eyes and Monroe hips
She went and took that California trip
Oh, the moon was gold, her hair like wind
Said, "don't look back, just come on, Jim"
straight from California, smelling like the weed man
La la la la la la
I got a lighter, so go and take that hip deep
One, drip send for the fifth
Girl, I
at the dock of the bay
Wating for the snow to roll in, split end
It's Kokane a k
A the black hopper
Surrounded by the black teamsters
With triple beamers
Cause
rock them old appliances
Alliances was formed in California, swarmin'
The West coast is back so it's finally dawnin' on 'em
The West coast ain't went
Yeah, I was just hangin' out
Some little west coast town
Found a bar out by the sand
So I made my way in
First thing that caught my eye
Like
I thought I thought I thought
You should've told me sooner
Uh
When you said forever girl I thought you really meant it
I put my heart inside a box
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