Lyrics:
get you a professional
Like the Dow Jones I see you going up and down
That's profound
Let's make this California Love a lil' dirty south
This
get you a professional
Like the Dow Jones I see you going up and down
That's profound
Let's make this California Love a lil' dirty south
This
Yeah ladies first so watch me set it off even the brothers can't touch us
Professional Ballers is what they call us ain't no tellin' who we're
beating again.
Installation of attraction leaves me with obsession.
Firefighter where are you?
The smoke has choked my escape.
If you're blessed to touch
now
Away now
Throw it away now
Away now
Away now
Need an escape route
A way out
A way out
Way out in California where the sun shines
Them other guys
'cause I'm a shell of me
Depression
Depression is a liar
It's infectious and death to desires
Don't suppress it, it's best to decide to
Seek professional
they look at me they say he’s a professional flexer
She say she wanna move with me to California
Tired of fucking with lames shawty ready for a king well
in the morning
And we're packed into a narrow recording
Studio in Burbank, California
The same studio where the 28-year-old rapper
From Philadelphia
Marketing Coordinator, Structural Genius
Bargaining Innovator facilitating you to planet like Venus
I'm too fat to be slim and too professional to be
She a professional, something like a firefighter when she on that pole
Ooouuu, and there she go sliding down that pole
Man this chick so bad that she
brush, Uncle Sam
Poor zoo-keeper
Critical mass
Professional fire-fighters
Say "there's too many workers"
Things got out of hand
Scurry up the hill
Going
Well I'm cracking one open with the boys by myself
And everybody thinks that I need professional help
But I don't wanna think about that anymore
the professional's always confidential, it's true
Then pete said "yo, you know mikey budafeuco? "
The mafucker cut my last shipment of bazooko
And laced it with soda,
Jim Beam - drive-in movies - James Dean
Tail gates - we unite - stadiums rock tonight
New Jersey, down to Florida, Tennessee to California
All across
Xzibit breakin' niggas down like H.I.V.
We gring rap to your city like B.E.T.
But still feel California
Is the place to be, Catashtrophy...
Tash:
West Coast hustling
Every letter is a little lighter
Lighting all you bent up biters
Bitter firefighters
Our girls are tighter
My crew is flame retardant
Adaptation inevitable, gun violence, crack spot
Federal policies raid buildings and drug professionals
Anthony was the oldest of seven
Well respected, calm
as fuck in Southern California in the summer with the new nigga
She lost as fuck cause she got a million dollar pussy and don't know what to do with it
on switches,
Gold they shinin down south dealin bitches
Niggaz out that swamp, should I say new orleans?
Richmond, california, imported me some dank weed
on switches,
Gold they shinin down south dealin bitches
Niggaz out that swamp, should I say new orleans?
Richmond, california, imported me some dank weed
I told 'em that the truth was comin' niggas
Hey Punch, cover me I'm goin' in
I used to be sceptical about this rap shit
Now I'm a professional
drinks
So if I'm not clubbing
Don't think I'm on some jerk shit
And California on that jerk shit
But I'd just rather 2-step
Like my first steps
Jill Scott
your driver's license
Revoke your professional license
Is school the new ponzhi scheme
No return on investments
Just a bunch of student loan debt
The cops showed up
What the fuck
Do we do?
I am only here for the noise
And the girls and the boys I'm loving
I moved to California again
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