[Intro: T.I.]
(Mr. Hanky)
Bankroll Mob
Okay, okay
You know, you know
Well, I be

[Verse 1: T.I.]
Bumpin' "California Love" on the West Side
Thankin' God for the weed, women, and the sunshine
Dumb high out on Sunset
Blowin' kush in front of one-time, he get a contact
Catch your ass at the red light
Wanna run at 'em sideways in a Hellcat
On some run-flats
By the way, I
Never seen a better view, not in Malibu
Bunch of bad bitches naked in the swimming pool
Hear the waves crashin', playin' spades in the living room, it's crackin'
Sound like a Doggystyle interlude
Kurupt Gotti, nigga where the gas at?
Moon rock got me actin' like I never had shit
From Bankhead to a Hollywood address (Bankhead)
Same nigga, though
One-on-one, get your ass kicked
Woo, respect it more than a tad bit
Every hood, every set, though, sheesh
One time for the West Coast
LA, the Bay, from Sacramento out to San Diego, California
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