Cali Sunshine by Game
California sunshine in the summer time
California sunshine in the summer time
California sunshine in the summer time
California sunshine in the summer time
Last year, Jazze Pha got stuck up inside the Grand Lux
The most recent was 50 in Angola, that's what's up
Any rapper could get touched, any bitch could get fucked
Under the California sun, Impalas and big trucks
They say Suge got knocked out but don't play that nigga cheap
'Cause you're body might wash up by the courts at Venice Beach
Ain't shit sweet but my swisha, ain't shit buzzin' but my liquor
Cali chickens go to the Ada strip and come back a little thicker
With more ass then Delicious, that's my Flavor of Love
We make it rain like Rain Man, when he play with the glove
I'm the king to you pawn niggas, Punisher, Spawn niggas
Playin' in green, Paul Piss to you LeBron niggas
We them barbeque, front and back lawn, niggas
Summer Jam, throw your ass offstage, Akon niggas
We drink Kool-Aid with the ice on your arm, nigga
Take that Champion hoody off in the California sunshine
California sunshine in the summer time
California sunshine in the summer time
California sunshine in the summer time
California sunshine in the summer time
I'm in my drop top Phantom, down Wilshire Boulevard
We can't find Biggie's killers so we gave Puffy a star
And I'm by far, Hollywood Boulevard
But I'm from a boulevard
That taught y'all how to shoot out of movin' cars
Remember, New Jersey drivers like in East Coast Menace
And Belly was like the sequel without O-Dog in it
Give me a New York minute to show you Cali got more dead bodies
Than the Yankees got New York pennants
'Cause we Dodgers and Impalas with the windows tinted
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