Lyrics:
Make some room for me
PE in your beeper, hun you can read it and weep
My old hoes call me now, leave a message after the beep
I don't wanna speak no I
People in hell, they want rainfall, your bitch just want these digits
I feel like I'm on her payroll how she pay my ass a visit
We put both iPhones
crads, sent her rap message through a bottle
Lines from Dolomite, few tips from Goin's
Birthday, gave her two fifty-cent coins
Puppy love, gorgeous
Snoop)
[Snoop Dogg]
10-20-71, the day I come out
Two days later, I'm runnin' my mouth
Mom's put a bottle to my grill
I look her in the face and I say
a fuck.
Chances are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And gettin' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white
crads, sent her rap message through a bottle
Lines from Dolomite, few tips from Goin's
Birthday, gave her two fifty-cent coins
Puppy love, gorgeous
I only fucked you once
How you gone get the message
I ain't called you in months
Acting like Super Dave with
Them dumb ass stunts
Talking bout girls I
vision fly by helicopters in the night
Attempt triangulation of our station in the fight
Straight from the bass the deep down low precision
High crime
pulling over hey we just ridin
Don't talk back won't be no violence
Just shut up and sit in your seat in silence
Now the police is searching who
They
hours before the first attack, and the last, 24 hours later.
Text pagers are usualy carried by persons operating in an official capacity. Messages in
hours before the first attack, and the last, 24 hours later.
Text pagers are usualy carried by persons operating in an official capacity. Messages in
hours before the first attack, and the last, 24 hours later.
Text pagers are usualy carried by persons operating in an official capacity. Messages in
goin', yeah)
Opps in the streets, get shot by police, I'm tellin' a dead man's story (ooh)
So much trouble out there, the way that they playin' not fair
Knock a nigga on his ass like
A game of musicals chairs
Spin the bottle so I can see
Who these bullets kissing first
Bottle landed back on you in
UNO
ninety on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea
As cops appear in my driver's side mirror
(Oh, God, police, ah)
Hope Foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your
Thirty-three years go by
And not once do you come home
To find a man sitting in your bedroom
That is
A man you don't know
Who came a long way
pulling over hey we just ridin
Don't talk back won't be no violence
Just shut up and sit in your seat in silence
Now the police is searching who
They
the melody of the city under streetlight's sight
With my rose-tinted visions and a latte in the rain
Sending you a message in a bottle sealed with pain
Our
DVD, yeah
Put your hands up, yeah
Put your hands up, yeah
Throw them bands up (right)
Grip your pants up (right)
She a prancer (that's right)
stereo
A message in a bottle
Somebody's thrown
Go and tell the world you're not alone
Now staring at the sky I feel older and it shows
I never make
And my mind settles on detrimental perspectives I've been
Lost in my own thoughts betraying my true objectives
Sent a bottle to sea but in it there
like a shake
Play amongst the stars like the roof in the Wraith
Get the table next to mine, make our bottle servers race
These are the games we
I'm never done paying my dues
My mind frame is "I'm forever making my payments"
I walk by a so called tough guy, watch him tuck his chain in
No
of ladies
Borrowed their mama's SUV
Well I've seen that blonde before
In a vivid DVD
Chorus
California
Just a little bit higher baby
California
Just
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