Lyrics:
some are happy and some are sad
Gotta girl standing by my side, through the good times and the bad
[Chorus]
Listen to the boulevard, listen
Roach coach Mexican horn
Singing "La Cucaracha"
Suede face, beggin' for bones
Won't stop till he's got ya
Surfer-boy, skating to Hell
Be home by
California
SEX
Не буди меня в школу, не буди меня в школу
Я не сделал уроки, всю ночь слушал A$AP Rocky
Не буди меня в школу, не буди меня в школу
Bywa że spełnia się najdziwniejszy z przedziwnych sen
Wariat traf nagle wskaże cię weźmie cię w ramiona Jumbo Jet
California mon amour śmieszne
In your arteries pardon me but my city go mad
Via Compton California, corners with coroners and karma on em
Colors corresponding to gangs upon us
East Oakland, yeah, that's right
Oakland, California, West Coast life
You either play the game or you smoke the pipe
I became a rapper at the age
Church to ten
Thought, "Man, it feels good to be country again"
Yeah, I love me some California
But it sure ain't Tennessee
And my roots down there
of the trees, we learned how to thump
At the tender age of nine, mama put us on a plane
Next stop, the land of the insane
Compton, California, where
I'm going coast to coast
I'm going nationwide
I got my hand on the trigger
Got my girl by my side
I got the looks that kill
I got a license
representative from California has the floor"
Sieg Heil to the president Gasman
Bombs away is your punishment
Pulverize the Eiffel towers
Who criticize your
breathing
But somehow it still don't feel right
Work is tough, but 9 to 5 ain't enough
To buy you that car that you really, really want
We just tryna get paid
bitches in the corners tryin' to show your homey love
This bitch is fly as a bird
And gotta ass that could swang from California all the way up through
the California sunshine
[Chorus]
I'm in my drop top Phantom, down Wilshire boulevard,
We can't find Biggies killers so we gave Diddy a star,
And I'm by
Wanted man in California,
Wanted man in Buffalo
Wanted man in Kansas City,
Wanted man in Ohio
Wanted man in Mississippi,
Wanted man in ol'
stars
Encircled by the light
They began to sing a new song
Of forces that surround us
Nine voices
This dialogue
Nine voices
Singing as one
a brown L.A. Haze
And I just want you back by my side
Yes it's been quite a summer
Rent-a-cars and west bound trains
And now you're off on vacation
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia,
California on my mind.
Straddled that Greyhound, rode him past Raleigh,
On across Caroline.
Stopped in
California raised ya
You're looking good, girl, huh, shakin' what your mama gave ya
You know it's alright 'cause we all naughty by nature
It's a good night
First time you caught my eye
Girl, I could tell that you were made for me
Laid out in the garden by the golden leaves
You tell me all about your
wonderland feeling like the Son of Sam
I'm at your west coast branch, gun in hand
I'ma feel like superman,
Walk by the teller, better call the trooper, man
From Tampa Florida's pride and joy
To California shame
She left home and came out west
And changed her Christian name
She thumbed her way for
CALIFORNIA SHAKE
Words and Music by Margo Guryan and Richard Bennett
Melon-rising California sun
Drifting in a day not yet begun
Six
Thinkin', "I want me a bad bitch when I get big"
They hug on the corner like California king
Cold hand all up her skirt, cars whistlin' down the road
See,
I breathe by the sea
When I breathe by the sea
When I breathe by the sea
Never going back California
Hey!
Never going back California
Hey!
Never
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