West Coast Women
Yeah
Yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah
Yeah
Okay so take a drink, take a drink, yeah
Take a sip, take a sip, yeah
Hold on real tight now
Let's take a trip, take a trip, yeah
Overdue past my flight
Tell me what's two more days
Tell me what's two more nights
Baby tell me what's two more nights, yeah
Overseas, overseas, yeah
Let's make believe, make believe
That your taking me, taking me
To this ocean breeze, ocean breeze
Yeah so pop that glass and drop that ass, uh
Baby girl watch you move it
Stop the flash and go on take it back, uh
Show me just how you do it
Gotta
Bad bitch in Calabasas, footprints all in the sand
She sun kissed from the backend, that California tan
Just let me rock your body, your waist gon meet my hands
And we gon take it slow, cause I know you love to dance
Best friend from Monte Carlo, brother laid eyes on that
Said he's gone by tomorrow, but he ain't coming back
I know that for a fact, he's got that heart attack
Because these West Coast Women get your heart attached
What have I goddamn told you, that girl is bad to the bone
That girl is bad and she knows, you just watch as she goes
But what if I goddamn told you, I'm gonna take her home
Her body on my own, just me and her alone
Let your hips take control, let my hands do the talking
Tonight non stop we go, tomorrow your not walking
Pop that glass and drop that ass, uh
Baby girl watch you move it
Stop the flash and go on take it back, uh
Show me just how you do it
Gotta
Bad bitch in Calabasas, footprints all in the sand
She sun kissed from the backend, that California tan
Just let me rock your body, your waist gon meet my hands
And we gon take it slow, cause I know you love to dance
Best friend from Monte Carlo, brother laid eyes on that
Said he's gone by tomorrow, but he ain't coming back
I know that for a fact, he's got that heart attack
Because these West Coast Women get your heart attached
Bad bitch in Calabasas, footprints all in the sand
She sun kissed from the backend, that California tan
Just let me rock your body, your waist gon meet my hands
And we gon take it slow, cause I know you love to dance
Best friend from Monte Carlo, brother laid eyes on that
Said he's gone by tomorrow, but he ain't coming back
I know that for a fact, he's got that heart attack
Because these West Coast Women get your heart attached
Because these West Coast Women
Because these West Coast Women get your heart attached
Yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah
Yeah
Okay so take a drink, take a drink, yeah
Take a sip, take a sip, yeah
Hold on real tight now
Let's take a trip, take a trip, yeah
Overdue past my flight
Tell me what's two more days
Tell me what's two more nights
Baby tell me what's two more nights, yeah
Overseas, overseas, yeah
Let's make believe, make believe
That your taking me, taking me
To this ocean breeze, ocean breeze
Yeah so pop that glass and drop that ass, uh
Baby girl watch you move it
Stop the flash and go on take it back, uh
Show me just how you do it
Gotta
Bad bitch in Calabasas, footprints all in the sand
She sun kissed from the backend, that California tan
Just let me rock your body, your waist gon meet my hands
And we gon take it slow, cause I know you love to dance
Best friend from Monte Carlo, brother laid eyes on that
Said he's gone by tomorrow, but he ain't coming back
I know that for a fact, he's got that heart attack
Because these West Coast Women get your heart attached
What have I goddamn told you, that girl is bad to the bone
That girl is bad and she knows, you just watch as she goes
But what if I goddamn told you, I'm gonna take her home
Her body on my own, just me and her alone
Let your hips take control, let my hands do the talking
Tonight non stop we go, tomorrow your not walking
Pop that glass and drop that ass, uh
Baby girl watch you move it
Stop the flash and go on take it back, uh
Show me just how you do it
Gotta
Bad bitch in Calabasas, footprints all in the sand
She sun kissed from the backend, that California tan
Just let me rock your body, your waist gon meet my hands
And we gon take it slow, cause I know you love to dance
Best friend from Monte Carlo, brother laid eyes on that
Said he's gone by tomorrow, but he ain't coming back
I know that for a fact, he's got that heart attack
Because these West Coast Women get your heart attached
Bad bitch in Calabasas, footprints all in the sand
She sun kissed from the backend, that California tan
Just let me rock your body, your waist gon meet my hands
And we gon take it slow, cause I know you love to dance
Best friend from Monte Carlo, brother laid eyes on that
Said he's gone by tomorrow, but he ain't coming back
I know that for a fact, he's got that heart attack
Because these West Coast Women get your heart attached
Because these West Coast Women
Because these West Coast Women get your heart attached
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Writer(s): Tyler Stevenson
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