Cali' and I think my mind is slippin' away Cali' and I'm wishin' I was back in LA
apon a time, I wrote a lil' rhyme About a girl, she was in her prime I'm a skinny boy, in my jeans And mini-me was poppin out my She was a dime, I have a nickel But I had jokes, so i made her And her folks were influential So when I that adam made her feel like a bad girl But a good 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 slow it
She I wanna Rock (I wanna Rock) And roll a joint, and get (And get high) talk, just vibe Let's get in the ride, and just
If you got nothing to say Then don't say And it's always to forget We cali' trippin', you 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 I miss back home Cali' trippin' and I think my mind is away Cali' and I'm wishin' I was back in LA
She was so fine, but she was out of Goin' full speed, on the autobon She get what she wants, she get it her mom And her dad us love with the credit card do I fit in? I'm the token black With a coke and jack, lookin' for the right The that I'm loving 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, vibe Let's get in the ride, and just
If you got nothing to say Then say shit And it's always to forget We cali' trippin', you gotta it And ain't nothing wrong with out in public
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 is slippin away Cali' trippin' and I'm I was back in LA
I'm Cali' Trippin', I'm Trippin' I'm Trippin', I'm Cali' Trippin' I'm Trippin', I'm Cali' Trippin' Cali' Baby, Cali' Trippin' yeah Cali' Baby, Cali' Trippin' yeah Trippin' Baby, Cali' Trippin' yeah Cali' Trippin' Baby, Cali'
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 drive
If you got nothing to say don't say shit And it's easier to forget We cali' trippin', you gotta it And ain't nothing wrong with out in public
Taking pictures of girls on a trip around the And it, just reminds me of everything I miss home Cali' and I think my mind is slippin away Cali' trippin' and I'm wishin' I was 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 chain sits, between her bra and Takin' bong with her and I'm on assist I must admit she got me on that shit I can't deny she got me on that young all good cause she got my back Like a JanSport backpack It's funny we both used to ditch class The kiss in the back of the patch on the window pane Outside in but I won't complain Too many highs turn down the And don't be surprised when I say name Jane Bang