Back in my city

(Hmm-hmm)
(Ahh-ohh)

She asked where I'm from
I said california
She said I'm laying
I don't really know you

She kept asking questions like
Where do you work
I said down in Santa Marin
She gave a kiss
Like don't lie to me
Don't do that
I said I'm not a baby
She kept me unless on time
Tell me truth, tell me truth

I said back in my city
They filled with hate
(Filled with hate)
Probably they don't appreciate
(Appreciate)
I don't know
I don't really like my kind
I sail my boat to America

Back in my city
They filled with hate
(Filled with hate)
Probably they don't appreciate
(Appreciate)
I don't know
I don't really like my kind
I sail my boat to America

(She asked where I'm from (Oh-oh))
(I said california)
(She said I'm laying (Oh-oh))
America (I don't really know you)
To America
I sail my boat (She asked where I'm from)
To America (I said california)

(She asked where I'm from)
(I said california)

(She asked where I'm from)
(I said california)

(She asked where I'm from)
(I said california)

(She asked where I'm from)
(I said california)



Credits
Writer(s): Kelvin West
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