Lyrics:
money to be made
Master P got away cleaner than Cascade
And Richmond, California brothers gots to get paid
Whether it's Southside, Northern Park,
strapped, I'll fuck her
From the back
I get my currency in stacks, California's
Where I'm at - right?
Passed by while these niggas wonder why
I got shot but
on the
guitar. He wrote it all by himself. O.K., Stevie, bring your three friends
up, they can play with you. That Seve Vai, what a nice little boy. {I wrote
together for awhile,
But by now she’s halfway to California,
To get too far to turn around,
And right now she’s wishing I didn’t love her,
She flew too high
California nights stayin lit
We be mobbin in the whip
Playin gasser when we dip
Full. Moon
I got way too much game to be playin all these games
I
[Chorus: Raheem DaVaughn]
When I touchdown
That California feelings in the atmosphere
You know, You know, You know
When I touchdown
Its wall
Honor those that spark me
I spit verses like girls get purses
Some rappers get by and some get purchased
My shape's earthless
I came to earth's surface
want to be your son
The only lover I'm ever gonna need's your soft, sweet, little girl's tongue
And Rosie, you're the one
Dynamite's in the belfry,
want to be your son
The only lover I'm ever gonna need's your soft, sweet, little girl's tongue
And Rosie, you're the one
Dynamite's in the belfry,
Girl I know what you want
And you got what I need
Girl can't you see it's clear as California blue skies
Fast cars and dollar signs
Palm trees on all
But we got 'em gathered and hit the road again.
Chewin' snoose and spittin' in a bottle.
With country music blastin' on the radio.
Talkin' girls
I knew this lady from Tennessee
Moved to California, didn't stay with me.
Just packed a bag and left with me passed out.
Never could believe
girls
Freaky freaky wild
Posting pictures from around the world
All them freaky wild girls
Ey
Met one in Surf City USA
Thought it was California love
???California Love???
- ???California Love???
Notorious B.I.G. ??? ???Juicy???
- ???It was all a dream I used to read Word Up magazine/Salt N??? Pepper
want to be your son
The only lover I'm ever gonna need's
Your soft sweet little girl's tongue
Ah, Rosie, you're the one
Dynamite's in the belfry, baby
California gas
Sipping on purple
We got Boi for sale
Gas by the bells
Bring them duffel bags and them digital scales
Pockets fat like wells
No cap, no fairy
the beach and see some homies on them boogie boards
Or maybe hit the drive in theater up at Rubidoux
Got that groovy flow
California life a video
And I had
I let go of all that older shit and now I'm out in California
Watch that bitch bang
Tension switch like every day
Getting over it I'm fighting
Stay by my side,
I wont let you go
Come on and ride
I just wanna unwind with you baby
And leave this city behind with you baby
Follow my lead
The sun
Used to be California surfing on a new wave
Now I'm stuck riding on the same thing everyday
I never dreamed this would happen to me
Where'd you come
down
Girl you should know by now
I should?ve never put my trust in you
So listen to me girl
Cause this is how it goes
You play me for a fool
I?ve
on the
guitar. He wrote it all by himself. O.K., Stevie, bring your three friends
up, they can play with you. That Seve Vai, what a nice little boy. {I wrote
to be humble
When I do the breaststroke through an underground tunnel
And come up on the other side in a Jacuzzi
Being greeted by two naked models with
[Chorus: x2]
[Fabolous]
Hey, Hey Once a good girl gone bad She's gone forever
Prolly with me enjoying California weather
Hey Mami, we belong
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