Going Back To Cali Lyrics

Going Back To Cali lyrics

When the lala hits ya lyrics just splits ya

Head so hard, that ya hat can't fit ya

Either I'm witcha or against ya

Format venture, back through that maze I sent ya



Talkin' to the rap inventor

***** wit the game tight, Bic that flame right

Spell my name right, B I, double G, I E

Iced out lights out, me and Cease a Leo



Gettin' 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 ****, sticky green



No seeds ***** 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 **** ******



And my ***** ******, forfeit, the game is mine

I'ma spell my name one more time, check it

Its the, N O, T O, R I, O

U S, you just, lay down, slow



Recognize a real Don when you see one

Sippin' on booze in the house of blues



I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali

I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali

I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali

I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali



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 ***** can't rest in the West

See some nice ******* in the West



Smoke some nice sess in the West, y'all ****** is a mess

Thinkin' I'm gon' stop, givin' 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

People start to flash, 818's, 213's

313's, B.I.G.



Frequently floss **** at Roscoe's

If I wanna ****** her, take her to Fat burger

Spend about a week on Venice Beach

Sippin' Cristal, with some freaks from 'Frisco



I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali

I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali

I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali

I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali



Cali got *******, models on the runway

Scream biggie, biggie, gimme one more chance

I be whippin' on the freeway, the NYC way

On the celly, celly with my homeboy Lance



Pass hash from left to right

Only got five ****** left to light, I'm set tonight

Paid a visit to Versace stores

Bet she suck until I ain't got no more, only in L.A.



Bust on ******* belly, rub it in they tummy

Lick it, say it's yummy, then **** yo' man

What's your plan, is it to rock the Tri State?

Almost gold, 5 G's at show gate

Or do you wanna see about seven digits

**** hoe's exquisite, Cali, great place to visit



I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali

I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali

I'm going, going, back, back, to Cali, Cali

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