Cali Vibes

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Aero Ross - Rap

Cali Vibes

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*sound of airplane wheels hitting the tarmac* [Sample] Smokin' weed with you Cause you taught me to [Verse 1: Aero Ross] Californ-I-A, uh We can take a trip down to the bay, uh Or maybe we can vacay in LA Oakland where they rock the grey Go out to San Die-Go You know that they know I just wanna chill We tryna make some deals No fakes, we keep it real That cup, you know it's filled Tryna get that women, weed, and weather I know there is nothing better Make me feel like I have feathers We came here just for our pleasure I know that I'm crazy, insanity I'm tryna change humanity You an average man to me An average Joe, can't stand to be They not understanding me, maybe they don't feel the pain Tryna stay ahead, about to get that bread I like to call it grain [Pre-Hook] You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York Texas I be screwed up, Chi Town I be really pimping But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living [Hook] Women, weed and weather They come for women, weed and weather For the women, weed and weather From all around the world for the women, weed and weather Got that women, weed and weather Don't it sound clever, come and play What more can I say? Welcome to LA [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar] Uhh, my nigga said he wanna fly out to get him Some, three W's only for a three day run, bitch Take them mothafuckin' panties off, you ain't no nun, shit I be living in the sky everytime I ride by them hoes Ribbon in the sky on the radio cause Stevie know I control Let it breathe, I control, California living 'til I am old You want to be on, to peak on the charts So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts She in the coupe, she in the Neon Cause she on the BS before we can start Fuck with a nigga, ride with a nigga Let 'em know I'm priority, order me Hennessey and for my niggas OG Killa, call it Jason Voorhees Boy he's on his job, boy he sure be having the marks on they mark Pretty bitches and tire marks, let 'em inhale them pipe exhausts Let 'em reveal how much it cost for this life controlling my vice No way hell no, uh uh, if I'm wrong I don't wanna be right We want to be on, to peak on the chart So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts Women, weed, weather, it's not my fault That it's 82 degrees and my top peeled off [Pre-Hook] You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York Texas I be screwed up, Chi Town I be really pimping But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living [Hook] Women, weed and weather They come for women, weed and weather For the women, weed and weather From all around the world for the women, weed and weather Got that women, weed and weather Don't it sound clever, come and play What more can I say? Welcome to LA [Verse 3: Aero Ross] Uh, I accepted my charms came with no luck Throw you hands up if you don't give a fuck She used to think of maybe having babies Bitch, you crazy, I'm living lazy And staying bae free, how can you hate me Cause I believe what you don't I prosper with the flow, but you won't I went to Compton chilling in Ice Cube's home Sleeping on my strive just like mem foam But (Don't) hate me I'm living my life in HD Definition of high, that's what I mean Putting God first, then I get the green Got first base, then I knocked it out the park, if you know what I mean I becoming a legend, next thing, closest thing to heaven Fuck 911 and 9/11 If you want more then replace with seven But I can't live on Without three W's in the morning My life is going Two bad bitches with no two piece on me [Pre-Hook] You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York Texas I be screwed up, Chi Town I be really pimping But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living [Hook] Women, weed and weather They come for women, weed and weather For the women, weed and weather From all around the world for the women, weed and weather Got that women, weed and weather Don't it sound clever, come and play What more can I say? Welcome to LA [Sample] Smokin' weed with you Cause you taught me to

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  • Aero Ross