Mac flossy you at? (Aah) I wish all could be California I wish all could be California I wish they all could be hoes
California (Tim dog) Some bad Bitch you digging in the dirt bitch Ain't no gold in with the wrong niggas Knoc-Turn'al, Slip Capone, Dog
I knew a tight white bitch named She lived around the corner from Temecula See I was bored, I fucked of them whores before So I my other bitch Elsinore
She wasn't So I up Hesperia and Monrovia and Valencia I got pussy from Pomona and her sister Corona It ain't nothing like them hoes in southern
I knew a named Irvine She had a cousin with the Santa Ana It was for Anaheim I got in Riverside with Receda and Rosarito And Santa and [unverified]
I'm pleased to you I've been all the world And over a thousand girls And I don't know what you have been told But Eskimo pussy is mighty (Brrr)
These hoes, these hoes, hoes Got sniffin' noses All around the globe back to I go they all up on us These hoes, hoes, these hoes Got sniffin' noses
You be gold But lately I doing the platinum pose Knoc-Turn'al's on 128 What? I'll be right
Magazines choreograph me in I put out with three dime pieces slamming four And if I can use in relation to hoes I probably San Fernando's daughter, Santa Barbera
And her friend Alameda and Sierra And Ramona's little Covina And I don't know you thought Whether you turned the cat in the bitch
Still the only manipulation you got Knoc-Turn'al the one to fall victim to your plots Before I save a hoe from the Her grandchildren's corpses will rot a hoe
I'd have money and a multiple round spitting glock mansions with multiple cars investing my chips in stock Even if I can't spell dow jones I still pull out fat It don't
hoes, these hoes, these hoes Got sniffin' noses All the globe back to California I go they all up on us These hoes, these hoes, hoes Got sniffin' noses
They say is a man's world understand it girl All you ever wanted was a man Chante Moore You know us never have one woman
And when you need us we never come 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 complain these won't let you in She don't you she loves money and sex shoot you in the head for a Rolex I know the is a dick fiend
I fucked her one night when she was I know it like a long time ago But I fucked her again when she was twenty Bitch, I'm an old school vet, they call me Too
Look woman in the eyes What she do it Biyatch You these hoes man They'd do anything if they think for the money, that's why
hoes, these hoes, these hoes Got cash noses All the globe back to California Everywhere I go all up on us These hoes, these hoes, hoes Got sniffin' noses
hoes, these hoes, these hoes Got sniffin' noses All around the globe back to I go they all up on us These hoes, these hoes, these Got sniffin' noses