Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sabi
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark J. Feist
Songwriter
Hookman Marlin Bonds
Songwriter
Ben Reed
Songwriter
Chris Lopez
Songwriter
Jenice Sab-Bion "Sabi" Portlock
Songwriter
Michael Stevenson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark J. Feist
Recording Engineer
Ryan Kaul
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jess Jackson
Engineer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
La la la la la la la la la la la la
Cali love
My top down on my jeep
Rollin' the cali streets
My music turnt up, my crew mobbin' like what
Singing, "La la la la la la la la la la la la, Cali Love!"
My top down in my hood
Them boys lookin', what's good?
My crew stay turnt up, my girls mobbin' like what
Singing, "La la la la la la la la la la la la, Cali Love!"
My crew mobbin', I'm hot
Ray Bans and my flip flops
Gold all in my wrist watch
Pool parties on roof tops
They got trees and you know this
Sit back cause they rollin' that
La la la la la la la la la la
That California sun
Bring that West Coast love
Won't you come and get some of that California dreamin'?
My top down on my jeep
Rollin' the cali streets
My music turnt up, my crew mobbin' like what
Singing, "La la la la la la la la la la la la, Cali Love!"
My top down in my hood
Them boys lookin', what's good?
My crew stay turnt up, my girls mobbin' like what
Singing, "La la la la la la la la la la la la, Cali Love!"
We still mobbin', I'm hot
Zuma Beach and my sunblock
I'm heading to my night spot
City lights in my backdrop
We cruisin' down my block
Bobbin' heads to that 2Pac, like
La la la la la la la la la la
That California sun
Bring that West Coast love
Won't you come and get some of that California dreamin'?
My top down on my jeep
Rollin' the cali streets
My music turnt up, my crew mobbin' like what
Singing, "La la la la la la la la la la la la, Cali Love!"
My top down in my hood
Them boys lookin', what's good?
My crew stay turnt up, my girls mobbin' like what
Singing, "La la la la la la la la la la la la, Cali Love!"
Palm trees, sex on the beach
Corvette, leather seats
My queen awaits and I'm wide awake cause I'm the king
It's like a chess game and I'm playing for keeps
Pop that top for me, then I'm gonna make that pussy leak
She called me baby boy, no Tyreese
I beat it up like Ali Rodney, king me
You everywhere you ain't supposed to be
So get close to me and it rose on me, grow on me
We can take off for weeks
I'm top down and riding on the sunset
And turn the music down cause I'm turned up
Bet she ain't gonna walk the same man
Bet she ain't gonna talk the same way
When she gets a taste of LA
My top down on my jeep
Rollin' the cali streets
My music turnt up, my crew mobbin' like what
Singing, "La la la la la la la la la la la la, Cali Love!"
My top down in my hood
Them boys lookin', what's good?
My crew stay turnt up, my girls mobbin' like what
Singing, "La la la la la la la la la la la la, Cali Love!"
Written by: Ben Reed, Chris Lopez, Hookman Marlin Bonds, Jenice Sab-Bion "Sabi" Portlock, Mark J. Feist, Michael Stevenson