T.I.
California (Remix)
[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, n***a where the gas at?
Moon rock got me actin' like I never had shit
From Bankhead to a Hollywood address (Bankhead)
Same n***a, 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
[Chorus: Ricco Barrino]
I stay getting that work from California
And all the killers, they show me love in California, yeah
I flew a bitch from the A to California (California)
And I be smokin' on the best loud in California, ayy
California, oh, California
I swear
I got to get back to that place to smoke on that Cali

[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
Palm trees in the air, the top pushed back (Yeah)
Blowin' smoke out the roof, Cookies to be exact
I'm always in Cali 'cause this is where it's at (For real)
Bitches, bud, good weather, what you know 'bout that? (Yeah)
Where all the fly bitches ride Benzes and Bimmers
They either wanna be an actress or a singer (Okay)
I'm at the strip club on Sunset throwing singles
With this bad bitch from Compton pourin' lean up
Breakin' down Backwoods, rollin' gasoline up (It's Dolph)
Left the Laugh Factory, pulled up in Inglewood (Yup)
I fuck with some Crips and I fuck with some Bloods
And I fuck with some esés (Vato)
My stash house in the Valley
Welcome to my palace
Just went and killed two shows out in Dallas (Texas)
Sellin' OG from LA and crates from the Bay
[Chorus: Ricco Barrino]
I stay getting that work from California
And all the killers, they show me love in California, yeah
I flew a bitch from the A to California (California)
And I be smokin' on the best loud in California, ayy
California, oh, California
I swear
I got to get back to that place to smoke on that Cali

[Verse 3: Colonel Loud]
You know I gotta show the West love
I had to take a trip to Cali for the best bud (Best bud)
I be chillin' with the goons, yeah, the real thugs (Thugs)
Went to Sacramento, n***a met a real plug (Plug)
I said I'm looking for the gas, where the kill at? (Where the kill at?)
Want the strong, gotta go where the hill at (Where the hill at)
I met a bad bopper chillin' out in Frisco (Frisco)
Like to sip on Lime-A-Ritas and the Cisco (Cisco)
I hopped my ass on the 101 and headed north (Gone)
And when I hit the hill, I found what I was looking for (Shit strong)
I'm feelin' like a leprechaun with a pot of gold (Gold)
Bags of the gas, yeah, the Colonel got a soul (Soul)
I fly a bitch from the A with a hundred racks (Hundred racks)
Put her ass in a rental, tell her run it back (Run it back)
Fly another bitch in with two hundred more
Welcome to California, the state of gold
[Chorus: Ricco Barrino]
I stay getting that work from California
And all the killers, they show me love in California, yeah
I flew a bitch from the A to California (California)
And I be smokin' on the best loud in California, ayy
California, oh, California
I swear
I got to get back to that place to smoke on that Cali

[Verse 4: Ricco Barrino]
Somebody fly me out to 'Frisco
Oakland, San Jose, or Vallejo
Shout out to EPE in Sacramento
Where they keep a n***a laced with all the good smoke
I wanna fly out to LA
Meet a bad little honey with a pretty face
I wanna slide out to Inglewood
Long Beach, where it feels good (Westside)
Compton, where the hell you at?
Show me love, we be lookin' for the loud packs
Shout out to South Central, shout out to Watts
Where the killers always got my back
I wanna chill out in Fresno (Stockton)
I wanna go to San Diego, yeah
I got to get back to that place to smoke on that Cali (That's why)