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