Mac where you at? (Aah) I wish they all could be I wish all could be California I wish they all could be California
California (Tim dog) bad hoes Bitch you digging in the wrong dirt Ain't no gold in with the wrong niggas Knoc-Turn'al, Capone, Short Dog
I knew a tight white bitch named She lived right the corner from Temecula See I was bored, I fucked both of them before So I called my other Elsinore
She cracking So I called up and Monrovia and Valencia I got some pussy from and her sister Corona It nothing like them hoes in southern California
I knew a bitch named She had a with the name Santa Ana It was short for I got high in Riverside with Receda and And Santa Clarita and
I'm to meet you I've all around the world And with over a girls And homeboy I don't know what you have told But Eskimo pussy is mighty (Brrr)
hoes, these hoes, these hoes Got cash noses All the globe back to California Everywhere I go all up on us hoes, these hoes, these hoes Got sniffin' noses
You might be But I been doing the platinum pose Knoc-Turn'al's on 128 What? I'll be over
Magazines me in photos I put out with dime pieces slamming four doors And if I can use in relation to hoes I fucked San Fernando's daughter, Santa Barbera
And her best friend and Sierra And Ramona's little Covina And I don't know what you Whether you turned the cat in the bitch
Still the only manipulation you got Knoc-Turn'al ain't the one to fall to your plots Before I a hoe from the block Her great corpses will rot a hoe
I'd rather money and a multiple round spitting glock Four mansions multiple cars investing my chips in stock Even if I can't spell dow I still pull out fat knocks It stop
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 sniffin'
They say this is a world Can't it girl All you ever wanted was a man like Moore You know us ballers never one woman
And you need us we never come running why now you think about your ex again You want to page him to have sex with him But instead you better your next of kin
And complain these won't let you in She don't love you she money and sex Bitches you in the head for a Rolex I know the bitch is a fiend
I fucked her one night she was sixteen I know it seems like a time ago But I fucked her again she was twenty four Bitch, I'm an old school vet, they me Too $hort
Look your in the eyes What she do it Biyatch You know these man They'd do anything if think it's for the money, that's why
These hoes, these hoes, these Got cash noses All around the back to California Everywhere I go all up on us These hoes, hoes, these hoes Got sniffin' noses
These hoes, these hoes, hoes Got cash noses All around the globe to California I go they all up on us These hoes, these hoes, these Got cash sniffin'