Coolin` In Cali Lyrics

Coolin` In Cali lyrics

[ VERSE 1: Bret E.B. ]

 Coolin in Cali, goin far

 Introduction to a brand new star

 Comin from the west - Hollywood

 Best believe, to go we're good

 Baskin in the sunshine, drink a little wine

 A tender cutie, yo, you know I'm gonna find

 Livin on the beach underneath palm trees

 Wear my shorts to show off the knees

 That's the life, yo, you wanna live it

 Do what I do, anything, you would give it

 Like Sinatra do it my way

 Job is the work, gettin paid the play

 Cause I'm

 

 (Coolin in Cali)

 (Coolin in Cali)

 

 [ VERSE 2: Bret E.B. ]

 Want some of this, well, I have no crew

 You wanna do me harm, get the old (1-2)

 Combination, makin all bells ring

 A fighter and a lover, yo, I'm good at everything

 Geffentown, so watch what you see

 My word is bond, and this is gonna be

 A frenzy of fun, man, it's insanity

 (Is he crazy?) Forget the vanity

 I like the path, though the road is dark

 Make you move and groove as I make my mark

 In history, leavin no mystery

 Don't like defeat, goin for victory

 

 (Coolin)

 (Coolin in Cali)

 (Coolin in Cali)

 

 [ VERSE 3: Bret E.B. ]

 Like a Snicker I satisfy

 Overcome? Don't even try

 Chillin like a villain, but I live like a king

 This is Cali (Cali) you know how I swing

 Look around, take in the beauty

 Not to mention all the fly cuties

 Keep your arm pumpin as the two break wild

 Listen to the music, enjoy the style

 I wanna party, yes, have some fun

 The night is young and we just begun

 So come along upon a journey to a land unknown

 Deliver you from evil and bring you home

 

 (Coolin in Cali)

 (Coolin in Cali)

 

 (Clap your hands)

 (To what he's doin)

 

 (Clap) (clap) (clap) (clap) (clap your hands)

 (Clap your hands)

 (Clap your hands)

 

 [ VERSE 4: Bret E.B. ]

 Not a game, don't play me like Calico

 I get punani because you love the dicko

 Drink a Mai Thai, sit in the sand

 Rock the house - you know I can

 The energzier make you all go 'oy!'

 I'm worth a million, you're just a toy

 I buy my brew, yes, all year round

 You're lookin for what I have found

 California girls - in bikinis

 Make a wish, cause I'm your djini

 The way I'm livin, you think it's a dream

 Break your neck to be down with the scene

 

 (Coolin in)

 (Coolin in)

 

 [ VERSE 5: Bret E.B. ]

 You and I (I, I...) what it is

 Droppin science, takin care of biz

 7A3 - immortal majesty

 Here's the order, and it's gonna be

 California boy raised in East New York

 Gettin paid top dollar for the way that I talk

 Listen to my words, cause the teacher must teach

 Take a sentence and rhythm, commence to speak

 Native of Brooklyn, live in L.A.

 Chill in the crib, write the rhymes to say

 And when it's over, the pen is smokin and worn

 Coolin in Cali, peace - I'm gone