Cali Sunshine (feat. Bilal)

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 I duck shots where Venus and Serena used to play tennis And they never came back like throwin' a boomerang flat See me, I'm posted like a Cincinnati pitcher in the same hat It's like a scene from a movie when the screen fade black Niggas roll up on you, now you stuck in that heroine and 'caine trap If you slippin' in Hollywood, and you get your chain snatched I know some niggas that know some niggas, I'll get your chain back California sunshine in the summer time California sunshine in the summer time California sunshine in the summer time California sunshine in the summer time Niggas already know who had the marijuana first We birthdays in sour diesel, I was there when the water burst Hell 'nah we don't surf, we half way go to church Tell you the truth, shit, right now I'm in the fuckin' hearse And it ain't my night to get buried in the dirt But it is your day to get buried by a verse It'll be another ten years 'fore you see an MC Ren here Where he been, I been there, that Lambo, I'm in there Hotter than the beginnin' of my career with 50, Dre and Em' there Top off the Murcielago like Victoria's Secret swimswear So listen, I'm so sincere 'bout to work out like gym wear Murder MTV's Top 10 and tat my face with 10 tears That's 10 funerals, 10 caskets 10 3 piece Ralph Lauren suits, 10 motorbikes stoppin' traffic And 10 reasons why I got California hotter than acid Don't you ever, ever leave me out of the top 10, you fuckin' bastards Bilal California sunshine in the summer time California sunshine in the summer time California sunshine in the summer time California sunshine in the summer time