| I just got a brand new phone number
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| If you ain’t talkin' 'bout business got the wrong number
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| Off tour for the whole summer, fuck a homecoming
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| Told mama she gon' have her own coming, oh yeah
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| And I just got a brand new bitch
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| She match the wheels cause she foreign
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| Once she see a line she either skip it or she snort it
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| Never spitting lies, I just live it then record it
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| Ooh lawdy, back room at Bootsy Bellows
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| The owner come and get us, tell 'em put us right here
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| Across the way from the Jenners, nah
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| Never been a storyteller
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| Always been the type of dude if I want it I’mma get it
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| That’s why I’m heading to
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| California, house up in the hills, this is how it feels
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| Out in California
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| I got it, I got it, and that’s why I’m out in California
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| California, California, California
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| I got it, I got it, and that’s why I’m out in California
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| I just got a brand new phone number
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| If you ain’t talkin' 'bout this money got the wrong number
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| Real shit, counting blue hundreds, saw something
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| She want the wood, it’s understood I give the long lumber
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| I could get a new bitch if she a log jumper
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| California bitches crazy but I fuck with 'em
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| Keep a nigga on his grind if I wanna shine
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| Pull up on Fairfax, hop out at the dock
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| Enter through the kitchen like the fucking mop
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| Politicking about my mission to the fucking top
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| Poolside I just tanned it with a sexy Spaniard
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| And I can barely understand her
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| Out in California
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| House up in the hills, this is how it feels
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| Out in California
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| I got it, I got it, and that’s why I’m out in California
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| California, California, California
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| I got it, I got it, and that’s why I’m out in California |