Cali' Trippin' and I think my is slippin' away Cali' Trippin' and I'm wishin' I was in LA
Once apon a time, I wrote a lil' a pretty girl, she was in her prime I'm a skinny boy, in my skinny And mini-me was poppin out my She was a dime, I ain't a nickel But I had jokes, so i her giggle And her folks very influential So I smoked that adam made her feel like a bad girl But she's a good girl, in a bad So I bad for correcting her Not really, but her dad kill me So I her we had to slow it down
She said; I Rock (I wanna Rock) And roll a joint, and get (And get high) Don't talk, just Let's get in the ride, and just
If you got nothing to say Then say shit And always easier to forget We cali' trippin', you love it And ain't nothing wrong making out in public
Taking of girls on a trip around the world And it, just reminds me of I miss back home Cali' trippin' and I think my mind is slippin' trippin' and I'm wishin' I was back in LA
She was so fine, but she was out of full speed, crash on the autobon She get she wants, she get it from her mom And her dad show us love with the card Where do I fit in? I'm the black With a and jack, lookin' for the right girl The reason that I'm you, is the way that you do you
I Rock (I wanna Rock) And a joint, and get high (And get high) Don't talk, just Let's get in the ride, and just
If you got good to say Then say shit And always easier to forget We cali' trippin', you gotta it And ain't nothing wrong with making out in
Taking pictures of girls on a around the world And it, just reminds me of everything I miss home Cali' trippin' and I think my mind is away trippin' and I'm wishin' I was back in LA
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I wanna (I wanna Rock) And roll a joint, and get (And get high) Don't talk, just Let's get in the ride, and just
If you got good to say don't say shit And it's easier to forget We cali' trippin', you love it And ain't nothing wrong with making out in
Taking pictures of girls on a trip the world And it, just reminds me of everything I miss home Cali' trippin' and I think my mind is slippin Cali' trippin' and I'm I was back in LA
(Ain't nothin wrong wit out in public) (Wishin' I was in LA) (Ain't nothin wit makin out in public) (Wishin' I was in LA) (Ain't nothing wrong wit out in public)
I like the way the chain sits, between her bra and bong hits with her and I'm on assist I must admit she got me on that sprung I can't deny she got me on young shit It's all good she got my back Like a backpack culdesec It's cause we both used to ditch class The kiss in the back of the patch Rat-a-tat-tat on the window Outside in but I won't complain Too many highs down the game And don't be surprised when I say name Bang Cali-forn-i-a