Lyrics:
Read the mothafuckin tag bitch
Salute the flag bitch
My Glock came from Smyrna, Georgia (bang, bang, bang)
My AR-15 from California (bang, bang,
to ban the sale of Miami rap group
The 2 Live Crew's double-platinum album, "Nasty As They Wanna Be," in Broward County
We think it's the banning
If everybody had an ocean
Across the U.S.A.
Then everybody'd be surfin'
Like Californ-I-A
You'd see 'em wearin' their baggies
Huarache sandals
If everybody had an ocean
Across the U.S.A.
Then everybody'd be surfin'
Like California
You'd seem 'em wearin' their baggies
Huarache sandals
California
California
California
People from all around
The world they come to you
To see you you so beautiful
California usa ooh
California usa
California
California
California
People from all around the world they come to you
To see you you so beautiful
California usa ooh
California usa
My people of this country and we're under attack
They banning us, they cancel us for speaking the facts
If you man enough, come stand with us, take
If everybody had an ocean
Across the U.S.A.
Then everybody'd be surfin'
Like Californ-i-a
You'd seem 'em wearing their baggies
Huarachi sandals
If everybody had an ocean
Across the U.S.A.
Then everybody'd be surfin'
Like Californ-i-a
You'd seem 'em wearing their baggies
Huarachi sandals
California, USA
Corona ist ein Ort
In California, USA
Schöne Mädchen
Will ich küssen
An der Westküste
Bikini Brüste
Strand und Wüste
Will ich haben, oui
Wenn
everybody had an ocean
Across the U. S. of A.
Then everybody'd be surfin'
Like Californ-I-a
You'd see 'em wearing their baggies
Huarache sandals too
If everybody in the U.S.A
Could come with us to Californ-I-a
We could take 'em to a place out west
Where the good sun shines everyday
Now there's
the coast of California to the shores of the Delaware Bay
Oh yes I did, till I got back to the usa
(rock a while, let's go)
Well take me to a drive-in,
the skyscrapers? Did I miss the long freeway?
From the coast of California to the shores of Delaware Bay
You can bet your life I did, 'til I got back to the USA
Well, oh well, I feel so good today
We just touched ground on an international runway
Jet propelled back home from overseas to the USA
New York, Los
the skyscrapers
Did I miss the long freeway?
From the coast of California to the
Shores of The Delaware Bay
You can bet your life I did
Till I got back in the USA
when we're away
He wants to know if we're okay
We always will love the USA
No matter where we go and play
It's California that we love
California is
Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today
We touched ground on an international runway
Jet propelled back home, from over the seas to the U.S.A
Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today
We touched ground on an international runway
Jet propelled back home, from over the seas to the U.S.A
Did I miss the long freeway
From the coast of California
To the shores of the Delaware Bay
You can bet your life I did
Till I got back to the USA
Sha la la la la la la la la la la
I wanna go to America
Give me a reason why I should stay
Or take me all the way to the USA
Well I´ve been saving
go, hit the road, keep rockin' in the U.S.A
These towns all look the same
From Southern California, D.C. to Bangor, Maine
Thank God for this guitar
written by Berry/Wilson
If everybody had an ocean
Across the USA
Then everybody'd be surfin'
Like Californi-a
You'd seem 'em wearing their
In a blue California lagoon
I love the red white and blue
Colors of the USA
I love the smell of redwood trees
After a cool evening rain
I love
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