Meet me in California I'll be there waiting for your call I'll be there waiting for you 'cause you know in California There's something better for us all Meet
California there's something better for us all Meet me in California I'll be there waiting for you 'Cause you know in California there's something better for us all Meet
white Capezio Had my 501's, five dunkey ropes Couldn't be saved by John the Pope The M, A, C and K, from Oakland, California I'm Too $hort baby, no I don't
the studio Your attitude, you don't wanna meet me dude My crews' like a fuckin' wild bunch of escaped beasts Like scientists, cross cells of apes and G's
the studio Your attittude, you don't wanna meet me dude My crews' like a fuckin' wild bunch of escaped beasts Like scientists, cross cells of apes and G's
Had my 501's, five dunkey ropes Couldn't be saved by John the Pope The M, A, C and K, from Oakland, California I'm Too $hort baby, no I don't play, I
that are playing down here at Gutfest this year I think some of the other bands playing will be The Who, The Clash, uh, Digital Underground There's been rumor's
smoke the greenery, never that white shit Who said my nigga binky mack ain't got tracks? (who? ) Who said compton's most wanted don't pack straps? (who? ) Me
note Lookin' for a bitch that's half black and Filipino And when I meet her I'ma offer her some indo Tounge kissin' on the window of a pearl white limo Don't
tryna learn you can help me practice we study on the matress that's where my class is nothing but a t shirt that's easy access she like me for my assets
Phyllis: Where is the hamburger? Just give me a bite, mmh . . . it's so great, you don't meet guys . . . Don: Oh, it's disgusting . . . Phyllis: You don't meet
t wanna fuck with You don't wanna fuck with Don't fuck around Don't fuck around Don't fuck with billy, no And don't fuck with ethel You saw what just
doesn't know what's right She doesn't know what's wrong She only knows the pain that comes from waiting for so long And she doesn't count the
want 10 That's the rules that the Get Low, play by The block boys stay high, California stock with K-5 It's the rules that the Get Low play by Them block
Hawaaiin punch So what you boys gon' do to me, I'm born street Your life's sweet, MTV's Laguna Beach Mama told me not to play with fire but She never
