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I like them Cali girls Not too hard to see That a Cali girl is what I need When they look at me Like the way they move Love the things they do Keep me up at night (Cali girls) Make you scream and shout

It's all about me and you Doin' how we do Tear the floor up up Tell 'em to make room If they wanna know Tell 'em mind their own But if they wanna look We can give 'em a encore

Hey, hey, hey, hey, look at little sister Hey, hey, hey, look at little sister What about the neighbors, what they gonna say Stop little sister, gettin' carried away Shakin' like a tree, rollin' like a log Shakin' and 'a rollin' now, that ain't all Hey,

I'm on your street, they all cry to me I'm gonna tangle my face hair, it's gonna tickle your daughter Three o'clock and the moaning, they all cry to me, I'll be prancin' around in my high heels, and your cherry red lipstick, Look out your window I'm on

Welcome to my hood Everybody know everybody And if I got it everybody got it uh Look at all these old school Chevy's Twenty four's so you know we roll heavy uh They outside playing hopscotch And every know this is the hot spot Them boys will put you down

If I gotta slap a pussy-ass nigga, I'ma make it look sexy If I gotta go hard on a bitch, I'ma make it look sexy I pull up, hop out, air out, made it look sexy They won't take me out my element Nah, take me out my element New Kung Fu Kenny Ain't nobody

Oh, looks like the end again Her body bleaching out into the waves It's still the loudest thing Oh, I wish I had all my friends Into oblivion But that's not your fault They found him in the gutter at the business end of another Friday night Someone who'd

I'm gonna change you like a remix Then I'll raise you like a phoenix Put on your war paint Hey young blood, doesn't it feel like our time is running out? Wearing our vintage misery No, I think it looked a little better on me The war is won, before it's