Kali

Yeah this is California, we got them palm trees
And when it get real hot we roll em up to catch a breeze
Dem freeways five lanes deep, keep you shook lose yo keys
And don't forget the ladies; they make you stop and freeze
God damn who the hell is she, I cuda sworn
I saw her once or twice, in my dreams
Oh yeah she see you looking, she know
That you wont touch, the girlies round here
Will be polite if you pay em much, not just money
But respect cuz we wear it rite, we last to get
The fashion scoop, but we keep our shit tight
We poppin bommer jackets, driving drop top
Two-seaters, we driving em year around cuz
Our weather meter heater, See we can do that
That's just how it is, don't hate on us
Tell Jesus all that biz, gotta give em props cuz
He died for my sins, back to low riders and dividends
Got a keep it rainbow paint shinny, 20 inch rim
Grimy don't even try, you'll never be beside me
This here is one of a kind, Im talking green grass
On the lawn forest green pine, mountains so damn tall
You'll neva find, a jewel like me unless you stay on the grind
I say mountains so damn tall youll neva find
A jewel like me unless you stay on the grind



Credits
Writer(s): Golden The Goddess
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