California (Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro: T.I.] (Mr. Hanky) Bankroll Mob Okay, okay You know, you know Well, I be [Verse 1: T.I.] Bumpin' "California Love" on the West Side Thankin' God for the weed, women, and the sunshine Dumb high out on Sunset Blowin' kush in front of one-time, he get a contact Catch your ass at the red light Wanna run at 'em sideways in a Hellcat On some run-flats By the way, I Never seen a better view, not in Malibu Bunch of bad bitches naked in the swimming pool Hear the waves crashin', playin' spades in the living room, it's crackin' Sound like a Doggystyle interlude Kurupt Gotti, nigga where the gas at? Moon rock got me actin' like I never had shit From Bankhead to a Hollywood address (Bankhead) Same nigga, though One-on-one, get your ass kicked Woo, respect it more than a tad bit Every hood, every set, though, sheesh One time for the West Coast LA, the Bay, from Sacramento out to San Diego, California [Chorus: Ricco Barrino] I stay getting that work from California And all the killers, they show me love in California, yeah I flew a bitch from the A to California (California) And I be smokin' on the best loud in California, ayy California, oh, California I swear I got to get back to that place to smoke on that Cali [Verse 2: Young Dolph] Palm trees in the air, the top pushed back (Yeah) Blowin' smoke out the roof, Cookies to be exact I'm always in Cali 'cause this is where it's at (For real) Bitches, bud, good weather, what you know 'bout that? (Yeah) Where all the fly bitches ride Benzes and Bimmers They either wanna be an actress or a singer (Okay) I'm at the strip club on Sunset throwing singles With this bad bitch from Compton pourin' lean up Breakin' down Backwoods, rollin' gasoline up (It's Dolph) Left the Laugh Factory, pulled up in Inglewood (Yup) I fuck with some Crips and I fuck with some Bloods And I fuck with some esés (Vato) My stash house in the Valley Welcome to my palace Just went and killed two shows out in Dallas (Texas) Sellin' OG from LA and crates from the Bay [Chorus: Ricco Barrino] I stay getting that work from California And all the killers, they show me love in California, yeah I flew a bitch from the A to California (California) And I be smokin' on the best loud in California, ayy California, oh, California I swear I got to get back to that place to smoke on that Cali [Verse 3: Colonel Loud] You know I gotta show the West love I had to take a trip to Cali for the best bud (Best bud) I be chillin' with the goons, yeah, the real thugs (Thugs) Went to Sacramento, nigga met a real plug (Plug) I said I'm looking for the gas, where the kill at? (Where the kill at?) Want the strong, gotta go where the hill at (Where the hill at) I met a bad bopper chillin' out in Frisco (Frisco) Like to sip on Lime-A-Ritas and the Cisco (Cisco) I hopped my ass on the 101 and headed north (Gone) And when I hit the hill, I found what I was looking for (Shit strong) I'm feelin' like a leprechaun with a pot of gold (Gold) Bags of the gas, yeah, the Colonel got a soul (Soul) I fly a bitch from the A with a hundred racks (Hundred racks) Put her ass in a rental, tell her run it back (Run it back) Fly another bitch in with two hundred more Welcome to California, the state of gold [Chorus: Ricco Barrino] I stay getting that work from California And all the killers, they show me love in California, yeah I flew a bitch from the A to California (California) And I be smokin' on the best loud in California, ayy California, oh, California I swear I got to get back to that place to smoke on that Cali [Verse 4: Ricco Barrino] Somebody fly me out to 'Frisco Oakland, San Jose, or Vallejo Shout out to EPE in Sacramento Where they keep a nigga laced with all the good smoke I wanna fly out to LA Meet a bad little honey with a pretty face I wanna slide out to Inglewood Long Beach, where it feels good (Westside) Compton, where the hell you at? Show me love, we be lookin' for the loud packs Shout out to South Central, shout out to Watts Where the killers always got my back I wanna chill out in Fresno (Stockton) I wanna go to San Diego, yeah I got to get back to that place to smoke on that Cali (That's why)