Lyrics:
Biggie
Oh yes we grind oh we grind
Ain't no overnight success go and ask that man from CI Gorilla
From NY to Minnesota I'm down in Palm Beach
I got my
side, west side, west side, west side
Welcome to the home of the sun and the palm trees
Year round, see the women in bikinis
At the beach, by the bridge,
clippers
Getting close to the beach
Half a Fanta in my cup and half left up to the streets
Palm trees Hollywood Hills is something to kill for
West coast
brown eyes
She said, "baby, let's go!"
The beach is only a few minutes to the west
Palm trees with the a blue sky, only the finest
Carne asada with some
West coast
West coast
Throw your middle finger like you don't give a what
Cross it with a ring finger
Spread your thumb
And raise it up
West Coast
peach
It's in her guts, I can reach
I'm ready for war, give me ammo
Give you lessons that I gotta teach
Invitation, I'm in West Palm Beach, we up in
girls
We're undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce
We got it on lock
West coast represent
Now put your hands up
Ooh oh ooh
Ooh oh ooh
Sex on the beach
girls
We're undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce
We got it on lock
West coast represent
Now put your hands up
Ooh oh ooh
Ooh oh ooh
Sex on the beach
a heart in the sand
Gimme your hand
Damn, you look sexy
Let's go to my yacht, in the West Keys
Ride my jetskis, lounge under the palm trees
'Cause you
a heart in the sand
Gimme your hand
Damn, you look sexy
Let's go to my yacht, in the West Keys
Ride my jetskis, lounge under the palm trees
'Cause you
on lock
West coast represent
Now put your hands up
Sex on the beach
We don't mind sand in our stilettos
We freak
In my jeep
Snoop Doggy Dogg
Palm Beach
What's up Cube nigga, W.C. Mack 10
E-40, see Bo, motherfuckin' Spice 1
4-Tay, Too Short, Dr. Dre
Whole TRU click, JT the Bigga Figga
I'm over here on the east coast
Hit A.C. up, kick back by the ocean
I got dreams of the west coast
Palm trees
Short sleeves
Ridin three wheel motion
You know we livin’ on Key West times
Sittin on the beach with the sun in our eyes
Going on the boat feel the wind in our hair
Don’t got no worries
Pussy or a fuckin dick
Not a hoe but close to it
Palm trees, sticky greens
Now thats what fuckin Cali is
We up in Cali
Here in the West coast sunshine
magazine
And drive north up the Pacific
Coast Highway in a black limousine van
Heading for a secluded cove in
Malibu called El Matador Beach
Opposite the sea
the night
Full speed with the top down to Long Beach
Just take it easy tonight, so Cali with it
Palm trees and the concrete
Good weed in the pipe, soft breeze
but a party
You should see the freaks movin', down on Malibu beach
San Francisco Bay, down to San Diego
It ain't nothin' but a west coast thing,
Uh, today I'm feelin' west coast
Baby forget the dress code
Palm Angels, Heron Preston
Uh, buckle up and let's go
Uh, cuz today I'm feelin west coast
Champagne sippin with the roof gone
Droptop 1994 Miami Retro
Diamonds on my chain got me ice cold
Hit the 95 baby I'm gone
Hit the west palm beach
medicating sit back and relax
Facing a wood while I'm counting these racks
I be smoking on the palm trees
I might take a trip out to palm beach
Ncu west what
what's the shows we have coming up?
We have one in West Palm, West Palm Beach on Friday with Wifisfuneral.
And then I have a, I have a show with my
Yo this is wavy man
Shep did his thing on this
WEST WRLD
You wanna take a trip? I might as well go find a spot for ya
Love the wind in your hair,
packed our things and headed out west
We got our surfboards took the beachball out
Jumped in a limousine ready to "Wipeout"
Now we're ready to go
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