
Cali Love Tyga
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[Tyga]
California the home of a king, the place for an angel
Flyer than doves, was...
I just wana bring the Cali love back
[Hook]
Sitting here thinking when they put Cali on
88 Cube and Dre I wasn't even born
So I just wanna keep cali on
But what happened to the cali love
Cigar smoke when the legends shoot videos
Snoop's getting old and 'Pac is really gone
So I just wanna keep Cali on... but what happened to the Cali love
[Verse 1]
I see artist hate loving this young artist
Critique all them yall ain't nothing but cheap condoms
Fuck all yall those talking but are supporting
I hear your sounds loud & clear your shit sound distorted
How I'm supposed to get on it
I'm one of the next that best does it
Remove your ear plugging I never stutter
Un-t-til now brother my city will now love me
Bet he won't be found clubbing unless his envelopes a hundred
Young Money that big boy money is nothing
Just sit & watch the Sony plasma when you on it
I'm Saint Laurentin' while competition you call them blogging
Bobbin that Cube Sox hat that's that steady mobbin
Cake like Betty Crocker
I shits on ya give your toilet a problem
Child I'm a problem grab your child & hide them
LA's monster from hells surface
Earth Tyga man..nigga what's your purpose
California the home of a king, the place for an angel
Flyer than doves, was...
I just wana bring the Cali love back
[Hook]
Sitting here thinking when they put Cali on
88 Cube and Dre I wasn't even born
So I just wanna keep cali on
But what happened to the cali love
Cigar smoke when the legends shoot videos
Snoop's getting old and 'Pac is really gone
So I just wanna keep Cali on... but what happened to the Cali love
[Verse 1]
I see artist hate loving this young artist
Critique all them yall ain't nothing but cheap condoms
Fuck all yall those talking but are supporting
I hear your sounds loud & clear your shit sound distorted
How I'm supposed to get on it
I'm one of the next that best does it
Remove your ear plugging I never stutter
Un-t-til now brother my city will now love me
Bet he won't be found clubbing unless his envelopes a hundred
Young Money that big boy money is nothing
Just sit & watch the Sony plasma when you on it
I'm Saint Laurentin' while competition you call them blogging
Bobbin that Cube Sox hat that's that steady mobbin
Cake like Betty Crocker
I shits on ya give your toilet a problem
Child I'm a problem grab your child & hide them
LA's monster from hells surface
Earth Tyga man..nigga what's your purpose
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