Going Back to Cali (Club Mix)

Lyrics

[Intro: Stevie J & The Notorious B.I.G.] Goin' back to Cali (Uh) [Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.] When the la-la hits ya, lyrics just split ya Head so hard that your hat can't fit you Either I'm with ya or against ya Format bent ya, back through that maze I sent ya Talking to the rap inventor Nigga with the game tight, fifth that flame right Spell my name right, B-I-double-G-I-E Iced out, lights out, me and Cease-A-Leo Getting head from some chick he know See it's all about the cheddar, nobody do it better Going back to Cali strictly for the weather Women and the weed, sticky green No seeds, bitch please, Poppa ain't soft Dead up in the hood, ain't no love lost Got me mixed up, you drunk them licks up Mad 'cause I got my dick suckеd And my balls licked, forfeit, the gamе is mine I'ma spell my name one more time, check it It's the N-O-T-O-R-I-O U-S, you just lay down slow Recognize a real don when you see one Sipping on booze in the House of Blues [Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G. & Stevie J] I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali) I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali) I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali) I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (California) [Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G.] If I got to choose a coast, I got to choose the east I live out there, so don't go there But that don't mean a nigga can't rest in the west See some nice breast in the west Smoke some nice sess in the west, y'all niggas is a mess Thinking I'm gon' stop giving L.A. props All I got is beef with those that violate me I shall annihilate thee Case closed, suitcase filled with clothes Linens and things, I begin things Beeper start to flash, 818s, 213s 313s, B.I.G.  Frequently floss hoes at Roscoe's If I wanna squirt her, take her to Fatburger Spend about a week on Venice Beach Sippin Crist-o, with some freaks from Frisco [Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G. & Stevie J] I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali) I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali) I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali) I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (California) [Verse 3: The Notorious B.I.G.] Cali got gunplay, models on the runway Scream, "Biggie, Biggie, gimme one more chance" I be whipping on the freeway, the NYC way On the celly-celly with my homeboy Lance Pass hash from left to right Only got five blunts left to light, I'm set tonight Met a bitch at the Versace store Said she suck it 'til I ain't got no more, only in L.A.  Bust on bitches belly, rub it in they tummy Lick it, say it's yummy, then fuck your man What's your plan, is it to rock the Tri-State? Almost gold, five Gs a show date Or do you wanna see about seven digits? Fuck hoes exquisite, Cali, great place to visit [Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G. & Stevie J] I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali) I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali) I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali) I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali) I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali) I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali) I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali) I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali) [Outro: The Notorious B.I.G. & Stevie J] I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali) I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali)