Mac flossy you at? (Aah) I wish they all could be I wish all could be California I wish they all could be California
bitches (Tim dog) Some bad you digging in the wrong dirt bitch Ain't no in here Fucking the wrong niggas Knoc-Turn'al, Capone, Short Dog
I knew a tight bitch named Marianna She lived right around the from Temecula See I was bored, I fucked both of whores before So I called my other Elsinore
She wasn't So I called up and Monrovia and Valencia I got some from Pomona and her sister Corona It ain't nothing them hoes in southern California
I knew a bitch Irvine She had a with the name Santa Ana It was short for I got high in Riverside with and Rosarito And Santa and [unverified]
I'm to meet you I've been all the world And over a thousand girls And homeboy I don't know what you have been But Eskimo pussy is mighty (Brrr)
These hoes, hoes, these hoes Got cash sniffin' All around the back to California I go they all up on us These hoes, hoes, these hoes Got cash noses
You be gold But lately I been the platinum pose on 128 girl What? I'll be over
Magazines me in photos I put out with three dime pieces four doors And if I can use cities in relation to I probably San Fernando's daughter, Santa Barbera
And her best friend Alameda and And Ramona's little Covina And I know what you thought Whether you turned the cat in the bitch
Still the only weapon you got Knoc-Turn'al ain't the one to victim to your plots Before I save a hoe from the Her great grandchildren's will rot a hoe
I'd have money and a multiple round spitting glock Four mansions with multiple cars investing my in stock Even if I can't spell dow jones I still pull out fat It stop
These hoes, these hoes, hoes Got cash sniffin' All around the back to California Everywhere I go all up on us These hoes, these hoes, hoes Got cash noses
say this is a man's world Can't understand it All you ever wanted was a man like Chante You know us ballers never have one
And you need us we never come running That's why now you think about your ex You to page him just to have sex with him But instead you better call next of kin
And these ballers won't let you in She don't love you she money and sex Bitches shoot you in the for a Rolex I know the bitch is a fiend
I fucked her one when she was sixteen I know it seems like a time ago But I fucked her again when she was four Bitch, I'm an old school vet, they call me Too
Look woman in the eyes she do it for? Biyatch You know hoes man do anything if they think it's for the money, that's why
These hoes, these hoes, hoes Got sniffin' noses All the globe back to California Everywhere I go all up on us hoes, these hoes, these hoes Got cash noses
These hoes, these hoes, these Got cash sniffin' All around the globe to California Everywhere I go all up on us These hoes, hoes, these hoes Got sniffin' noses