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I'm Going Back to Cali
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When the la-la hits ya, lyrics just splits ya
Head so hard that your hat can't fit ya
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 (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
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 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 sucked
And my balls licked, forfeit
The game 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 slo'
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We fuckin' it up, man
When the la-la, straight up
When the la-la
When the la-la
When the la-la, uh
When the la-la hits ya, lyrics just splits ya
Head so hard that your hat can't fit ya
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 (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
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 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 sucked
And my balls licked, forfeit
The game is mine, I'ma spell my name one more time
Check it, N-O-T-O-R-I-O
U-S, you just lay down slo'
Recognize a real Don when you see one
Sippin' on booze in the House of Blues
Recognize a real Don when you see one (Recognize, man)
Sippin' on booze in the House of Blues
Recognize a real Don when you see one
Sippin' on booze in the House of Blues
Going back to Cali
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Going back to Cali
Going back to Cali
Going back to Cali
Got to choose the Coast, I got to choose the East
Live out there, so don't go there
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 (Uh)
All I got is beef, those that fire me
I shall annihilate
Exploit clothes, suitcase filled with clothes
Linens and things, African things
Beepers start to flash, 818s
213S, 313s, BIGs
Frequently floss hoes at Roscoe's
If I want to squirt her, take her to Fatburger
Spend about a week on Venice Beach
Sippin' Crist-o with some freaks from Frisco
I'm going back to Cali
Going back to Cali
Going back to Cali
Going back to Cali
Going back to Cali
Cali got gunplay, models on the runway
Scream, "Biggie, Biggie, gimme one more chance"
I be whipping 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 G's a show date
Or do you wanna see about seven digits?
Fuck hoes exquisite, Cali, great place to visit
I'm going back to Cali
Going back to Cali
Going back to Cali
Going back to Cali
Going back to Cali
Going back to Cali
Going back to Cali
Going back to Cali
Going back to Cali
Going back to Cali
Going back to Cali
Going back to Cali
Going back to Cali
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