Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song California Love, artist - Flies on the Square Egg. Date of issue: 01.10.2014
Song language: English
California Love |
| California love |
| California knows how to party |
| California knows how to party |
| In the city of L. A |
| In the city of good ol' Watts |
| In the city, the city of Compton |
| We keep it rockin', we keep it rockin' |
| Now let me welcome everybody to the Wild Wild West |
| A state that’s untouchable like Eliot Ness |
| The track hits your eardrum like a slug to your chest |
| Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex |
| We in that sunshine state where the bomb-ass hemp be |
| The state where you never find a dance floor empty |
| And pimps be on a mission for them greens |
| Lean mean money-making-machines servin' fiends |
| I been in the game for 10 years makin' rap tunes |
| Ever since honeys was wearin' Sassoon |
| Now it’s '95 and they clock me and watch me |
| Diamonds shinin', lookin' like I robbed Liberace |
| It’s all good, from Diego to the Bay |
| Your city is the bomb if your city makin' pay |
| Throw up a finger if you feel the same way |
| Dre puttin' it down for Californ-i-a |
| California knows how to party |
| California knows how to party (Yes, they do) |
| In the city of L. A |
| In the city of good ol' Watts |
| In the city, the city of Compton |
| We keep it rockin', we keep it rockin' |
| Shake, shake it, baby |
| Shake, shake it, mama |
| Shake it, Cali |
| Shake it, shake it, baby |
| Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it |
| Out on bail, fresh out of jail, California dreamin' |
| Soon as I step on the scene, I’m hearin' hoochies screamin' |
| Fiendin' for money and alcohol, the life of a Westside player |
| Where cowards die and the strong ball |
| Only in Cali where we riot, not rally, to live and die |
| In L.A. we wearin' Chucks, not Ballys (yeah, that’s right) |
| Dressed in Locs and Khaki suits, and ride is what we do |
| Flossin' but have caution: we collide with other crews |
| Famous because we throw grams |
| Worldwide, let them recognize from Long Beach to Rosecrans |
| Bumpin' and grindin' like a slow jam |
| It’s Westside, so you know the Row won’t bow down to no man |
| Say what you say, but give me that bomb beat from Dre |
| Let me serenade the streets of L. A |
| From Oakland to Sac-town, the Bay Area and back down |
| Cali is where they put their mack down; |
| give me love! |
| California knows how to party |
| California knows how to party (Yes, they do) |
| In the city of L. A |
| In the city of good ol' Watts |
| In the city, the city of Compton |
| We keep it rockin', we keep it rockin' |
| South Central |
| Uh, that’s right |
| Now make it shake |
| Shake, shake it, baby |
| Shake, shake it, mama |
| Shake it, Cali |
| Shake it, shake it, baby |
| Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it |
| Shake it, Cali |
| Uh, uh, West Coast |
| Uh, yeah, uh, uh, Long Beach in the house |
| Uh, yeah, Oaktown |
| Oakland definitely in the house |
| Frisco, Frisco |
| And you know L.A. up in here |
| Pasadena, where you at? |
| Yeah, Inglewood |
| Inglewood always up to no good |
| Even Hollywood tryin' to get a piece, baby |
| Sacramento, Sacramento where you at? |
| Throw it up, y’all! |
| Throw it up, throw it up! |
| I can’t see ya |
| Let’s show these fools how we do it over on this Westside |
| 'Cause you and I know it’s the best side |
| Yeah, that’s right |
| West Coast, West Coast |