Lyrics:
plans no. It's something I don't understand oh. F.E.E.L.I.N.G. C.A. double L.E.D. L.O.V.E. Oh what is this thing that is happening to me. And as I'm
crew now, Do you? C.A. all day, we make the party people say... Hey, hey Check it, regardless what you heard this year The party atmosphere is only
descente J'suis à mon prime toi t'es à la descente hey Woh wait Ouais c.a.s à les crocs A ma santé fais un toast Ta bitch se fait casser le dos J'rentre dans
motherfucker up I can stuff a ten of these Amiris C.A. White With the red, it sounds like my bitch on her period Catch it, nigga It won't show my face like A2
away. (repeat) I'm not at home 'cause I'm going to nipomo, c.a. Just leave the money on the soundman's check. I'm on the middle box sucking up, up town
YOU DON'T KNOCK Writer W. Westbrook and C.A. Walton You don't knock you just walk on in the door to heaven's inn There's love and joy for you
Payback, homie I'm bringin' C.A. back And I don't do button up shirts or drive Maybachs All you old record labels tryna advance Aftermath bitch, take it
Payback, homie I'm bringin' C.A. back And I don't do button up shirts or drive Maybachs All you old record labels tryna advance Aftermath bitch, take it
with dub see this ice cube shit L.A. hats tats and air mats Plastered C.A. tat yea we stay strapped Don't trip y'all know how I am (don't trip) I'm
the Midwest blunted Pitchforks held high, four fifth by the stomach You can find me right now, on the C.A. streets I'm on the roof, of the building, shooting
C.A. get it right Westcoast on the grind, these niggaz done lost they minds Straight loungin in the sunshine Here's one thing you bitch niggaz must
bitch gave me head in real life L.A. city lights, C.A. get it right West-coast on the grind, these niggaz done lost they minds Straight loungin in
bitch gave me head in real life L.A. city lights, C.A. get it right West-coast on the grind, these niggaz done lost they minds Straight loungin in
Payback, homie I'm bringin' C.A. back And I don't do button up shirts or drive Maybachs All you old record labels tryna advance Aftermath bitch, take it
We gangs of C.A. will never die Just multiply Colors You don't know me, fool You disown me I don't need your assistance Social persistence
C.a. is where everybody falls down off the wagon under the wheels Remember 1970 When the thought of a day without a drink Was more than you could face
I live on 1985 Ekstasy Drive, I live on 1985 Ekstasy Drive In L.A., C.A. one four thirty seven seven seven I've got a direct line to Heaven Hey
c.a. The land of the gees the home of the brave Dont ever try to stop me dont try to do me sloppy Or i will cast a spell through faith a will prevail
Run-Done Huh, What? Fucking with me? Dirt bitch ain't touching these We blowing that C.A. loud, low eyes like Japanese Hmm, Aye Speed it up, race Word
like you doing sum' Get the fuck up out my spot lil bitch 'Yuh Run-Done Huh, What? Fucking with me? Dirt bitch ain't touching these We blowing that C.A.
dentro C.A. Lab (L A B) Cola, você quer o que, ela só quer Gucci Tenho Patek, ela quer me ver, sempre Tô sem pressa na minha vida Derrota, a vitória
Docter X & C.A. ft J2mo - No gay Gang Bouyon 2022 Contact pro: Insta: Scarevil Tik Tok: Scarevil_Tv Snap: Docter_x Refrain 2x: An Kokot two
They want me to be one they scapegoats Said fuck it, became an escape G.O.A.T Trade in my wages from C.A. to Pesos I'll be on a plane in a day hoe Why
die Welt fahren Vor so c.a. 30 Jahren Kam ein Baby angefahren Das besitzt seit 2012 Einen eigenen Kanal... Hater in den dunklen Zimmern Machen böse
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