Cali' Trippin' and I think my mind is slippin' Cali' Trippin' and I'm I was back in LA
Once a time, I wrote a lil' rhyme a pretty girl, she was in her prime I'm a skinny boy, in my jeans And was poppin out my corduroys She was a dime, I ain't have a But I had jokes, so i her giggle And her folks were very So when I smoked that adam made her feel like a bad But she's a girl, in a bad world So I bad for correcting her Not really, but her dad kill me So I told her we had to it down
She said; I wanna Rock (I Rock) And a joint, and get high (And get high) Don't talk, vibe get in the ride, and just drive
If you got nothing to say Then say shit And it's always easier to We trippin', you gotta love it And ain't wrong with making out in public
Taking of girls on a trip around the world And it, reminds me of everything I miss back home Cali' trippin' and I think my is slippin' away trippin' and I'm wishin' I was back in LA
She was so fine, but she was out of Goin' full speed, crash on the She get what she wants, she get it her mom And her dad show us love the credit card Where do I fit in? I'm the token With a coke and jack, lookin' for the girl The reason that I'm loving you, is the way you do you
I wanna Rock (I 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 don't say And it's easier to forget We trippin', you gotta love it And ain't wrong with making out in public
Taking pictures of girls on a trip the world And it, just reminds me of everything I back home Cali' trippin' and I think my mind is away Cali' trippin' and I'm wishin' I was in LA
I'm Cali' Trippin', I'm Cali' I'm Trippin', I'm Cali' Trippin' I'm Cali' Trippin', I'm Trippin' Cali' Trippin' Baby, Trippin' yeah Trippin' Baby, Cali' Trippin' yeah Cali' Trippin' Baby, Cali' Trippin' Trippin' Baby, Cali' Trippin'
I wanna Rock (I Rock) And a joint, and get high (And get high) Don't talk, vibe get in the ride, and just drive
If you got nothing to say Then don't say And it's easier to forget We trippin', you gotta love it And nothing wrong with making out in public
Taking pictures of girls on a around the world And it, just reminds me of everything I miss home Cali' trippin' and I my mind is slippin away Cali' trippin' and I'm I was back in LA
(Ain't nothin wit making out in public) (Wishin' I was in LA) (Ain't wrong wit makin out in public) (Wishin' I was in LA) (Ain't wrong wit makin out in public)
I like the way the sits, between her bra and tits Takin' hits with her and I'm on assist I must admit she got me on sprung shit I can't deny she got me on that young It's all good cause she got my Like a JanSport backpack It's funny cause we used to ditch class The kiss in the back of the cabbage on the window pane Outside lookin' in but I won't Too highs turn down the game And don't be surprised when I say that Jane Bang