Californication (Sped Up)
Californication
Met her in LA, she was from the UK, hey
Californication
She lookin' like bae, got me feelin' like Jay
She don't usually do this (what), me too, let's get foolish (ay)
Get stupid, we zooted, she toot it, I boot it (yeah)
Californication
Californication
She like the finer things (that's right that's right)
She lie designer things, sippin' on some wine and things
(That's right that's right)
You know, that kind of thing (you know)
She heard my shit and she like, ooh that shit kinda bang
You got me tryin' to sing to that ass
I got the juice like it's some Tang in a glass
I said, fuck the fame you know I just want the cash, oh yeah
Fuck the change, we gon' get a big ol' bag
Rules were meant for breaking (breaking)
And hearts were meant for taking (taking)
What you mean, tell me what you saying (what you saying, huh)
She heard me on the radio station like
Californication
Met her in LA, she was from the UK, hey
Californication
She lookin' like bae, got me feelin' like Jay
She don't usually do this (what), me too, let's get foolish (ay)
Get stupid, we zooted, she toot it, I boot it (yeah)
Californication
Californication (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Woo)
She fuckin' with my singin' ass (yee hee)
(That's right that's right, ay)
Wasn't even thinking 'bout the kitty cat (no sir)
I was thinking 'bout how I'm a get the cash (yeah buddy)
Ooh, she said she gotta go but that she comin' back (back back)
But everytime she leave I be like, that thang looking dummy fat
That thang looking dumb in back
I don't want it all, I just want some of that
We californicatin', I'm loving the shape of yah
Rules were meant for breaking (breaking)
And hearts were meant for taking (taking)
What you mean, tell me what you saying (what you saying, huh)
She heard me on the radio station like
Californication
Met her in LA, she was from the UK, hey
Californication
She lookin' like bae, got me feelin' like Jay
She don't usually do this (what), me too, let's get foolish (ay)
Get stupid, we zooted, she toot it, I boot it (yeah)
Californication
Californication (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Woo)
Met her in LA, she was from the UK, hey
Californication
She lookin' like bae, got me feelin' like Jay
She don't usually do this (what), me too, let's get foolish (ay)
Get stupid, we zooted, she toot it, I boot it (yeah)
Californication
Californication
She like the finer things (that's right that's right)
She lie designer things, sippin' on some wine and things
(That's right that's right)
You know, that kind of thing (you know)
She heard my shit and she like, ooh that shit kinda bang
You got me tryin' to sing to that ass
I got the juice like it's some Tang in a glass
I said, fuck the fame you know I just want the cash, oh yeah
Fuck the change, we gon' get a big ol' bag
Rules were meant for breaking (breaking)
And hearts were meant for taking (taking)
What you mean, tell me what you saying (what you saying, huh)
She heard me on the radio station like
Californication
Met her in LA, she was from the UK, hey
Californication
She lookin' like bae, got me feelin' like Jay
She don't usually do this (what), me too, let's get foolish (ay)
Get stupid, we zooted, she toot it, I boot it (yeah)
Californication
Californication (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Woo)
She fuckin' with my singin' ass (yee hee)
(That's right that's right, ay)
Wasn't even thinking 'bout the kitty cat (no sir)
I was thinking 'bout how I'm a get the cash (yeah buddy)
Ooh, she said she gotta go but that she comin' back (back back)
But everytime she leave I be like, that thang looking dummy fat
That thang looking dumb in back
I don't want it all, I just want some of that
We californicatin', I'm loving the shape of yah
Rules were meant for breaking (breaking)
And hearts were meant for taking (taking)
What you mean, tell me what you saying (what you saying, huh)
She heard me on the radio station like
Californication
Met her in LA, she was from the UK, hey
Californication
She lookin' like bae, got me feelin' like Jay
She don't usually do this (what), me too, let's get foolish (ay)
Get stupid, we zooted, she toot it, I boot it (yeah)
Californication
Californication (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Woo)
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Petit, Alexander John Martinez
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