California Playas - Original
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Lyrics
These California player Representing 805 There aint no competition They're all the way live California playa (west coast) You know the way we do it Drop the top, hit the spot, and get to it I wanna tell you the way it goes down Listen up Roll around feinen for hyenas with them thick round butts Take my time through the strip hit the switch let it dip Pass the joint cuz I'm ready for another chronic hit In possession of a 40 ounce of alcohol Aint no stopping yall Motherfucking Mack going for it all Heading for the sunset feeling the breeze Hit the corner while my 1965 [?] Got these women on the boner and them legs across the shoulder Telling me, T-Dre the [?] Hell yeah right away I'm hoping this aint a dream If it is don't wake me up because I'm feeling everything Dominator the playa next in line with the flow Keep 'em going let 'em know about the 805 fo sho I'm a player from the state of California You know I wanna glass of water Cuz I'm smoking marijuana Dominator coming with the wicked flow I gotta rip up this beat like if it was a hoe Now we bragging cuz we tapping every city when we rapping I got you clapping Slapping yo ass like a fashion Baby waiting for me in the bedroom Maybe later And when I'm done I'm writing rhymes in my ghetto paper And nothing better than a man who knows his shit And I'm the one And lyrically I got the hit, the right move From every angle I grab your ankle so smooth You're wondering where I came from And lately when you taste me sexing crazy telling Me I'm so fucking amazing Will I come back, do you really wanna know? If you can make me cum twice then ill be back fo sho These California players (baby players baby) You know they are so fine (know they are so fine to me) They're running through my head They're always on my mind (on my mind) Aye homie Lets show 'em how real California players put it down Tryna be like us they cant keep up with us Represent You know what I'm saying First three Just a little introduction Killa Cali breaks it down harder than a concussion On my way to the top with the rest of my folks While we shining like a brand new set of triple dose spokes Come with me and you will see Just how it is from san Diego to the CCC Sunshine all the time bust a rhyme I'm tryna get mine Mobbing Hella fast but still stopping on the dime Smoking a blunt Hit a quitter from my glass bong Pass it to the homie dominator now its on What the fuck you wanna do pop the top and kick it If you ready to tell them home boy go ahead and spit it California players we rocking and attacking Got the dollar stacking we looking for some action I'm asking Do you wanna play with these vatos form the CC? T-Dre and Double D that's me that's right So if you ready to give up that lucky number 7 Give me them digits ill promise ill make you feel like heaven I know that area code that 805 That's right shit tight guess I'm getting lucky tonight Alright I like a little sip on cuz she's on that deep on And we can do this right cuz that's the name of this song The California playas never gonna stop the playing Like gangsters never gonna stop the spray ya know what I'm saying Check it out I got a little secret If you keep ya mouth shut ill let you peep in then keep it The C.P is coming up and I'm never wrong But that's all I got yall that's the end of the song These California players (baby players baby) You know they are so fine (know they are so fine to me) They're running through my head They're always on my mind
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:35
- Key
- 7
- Tempo
- 106 BPM