Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song California Breeze, artist - Caleborate. Album song Hear Me Out, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 01.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: TBKTR
Song language: English
California Breeze |
| I’m just like Kenny from the Cosbys 'cause I’m always with my bud |
| No‚ I’m not a pothead‚ it just keep me chill as fuck |
| 'Cause you know‚ I think about you from the second I wake up |
| 'Til the numbers on my clock place me in my slumber |
| And none of these bitches ever help me with the way I felt 'bout you |
| 'Cause baby, you a blessing like a nigga said hachoo |
| Andy Dufresne ain’t even close compared to what I put you through |
| I realize now that you are not a plaything for me to use |
| So just tip this brew, lay your head on my chest‚ my love is Temper-Pedic |
| I got an appetite for destruction, but won’t use you to feed it |
| Just wanna give you rounds and work you out until you feel defeated |
| Look you up and down then walk around, act like I’m Willie Beamen |
| These are just some of the crazy ideas‚ baby, that I’ve been thinking |
| Gotta excuse me for being so suggestive, I’ve been drinking |
| I’ve been saving up for you to tell me when you gon' be leaving |
| And when you’ll fly out to me one evening and feel this California breeze, yeah |
| Come feel this California breeze |
| Come feel this California breeze, yeah |
| Come feel this California breeze |
| Girl, you way away from home, bring your ass back here |
| Treat my lap like your throne, come sit down on your chair |
| I kind of act like I don’t care, watch, I’m gon' make it clear |
| Showing your **** on FaceTime, wait 'til I get that in my hands |
| You gon' see that I’m not playing and I don’t play fair |
| Gripping my hand across your neck, I feel you gasp for air |
| Then look into my eyes and tell me, «Baby, take me there» |
| Then walk into a classroom and be the smartest person in it |
| Should we ever split again, I hope it lasts less than a minute |
| I mean you got this hold on me like you block outside the limits |
| I’m done playing the field, you know I’m finished with them bitches |
| And I hope them niggas on your sideline never get in this |
| Never even time and space could find this place with us to end it |
| I know your mom and dad like, «Fuck that nigga, why you with him?» |
| Who would’ve thought a high school crush would end up so relentless? |
| I just rolled us one, now baby, come and hit this |
| Feel this California breeze |
| Come feel this California breeze, yeah |
| Come feel this California breeze |
| Come feel this California breeze |
| Please come feel this California breeze |