The Notorious B.I.G. - Going Back To Cali - text písně

*phone number being dialed*
*phone rings three times*
[biggie] yo!
[p. dad] yo big wake up wake up baby
[biggie] mmm, yo...
[p. dad] yo big wake yo ass up cmon
[biggie] Im up! Im up. *mumbling* Im up Im up
[p. dad] big, wake up!
[biggie] Im up baby, what the fuck, man? whats up?
[p. dad] cmon now its a quarter to six we got the 7:30 flight
[biggie] mmm, *mumbling* yeah
[p. dad] yo big big, big
[biggie] yeah I hear you dogg, I hear you, alright, 7:30
[p. dad] yo take down this information
[biggie] aint no pen
[p. dad] tell your girl then to remember it or somethin
[biggie] aight honey, yeah write this down
[p. dad] aight, ummm, flight five-oh-four
[biggie] five-oh-four
[p. dad] leaving kennedy
[biggie] *mumbling* kennedy
[p. dad] on the l-a-x
[biggie] oh! cali? ?
[p. dad] no doubt baby, you know we gotta get this paper
[biggie] ahh, no doubt, aight
[p. dad] you aight?
[biggie] Im up, Im up
[p. dad] yo big
[biggie] Im up man
[p. dad] flight five-oh-four
[biggie] alright 7:30 ima meet you at the airport
[p. dad] california
[biggie] yeh
*phone clicks*

Verse one: notorious b.i.g.

When the lala hits ya lyrics just splits ya
Head so hard, that ya hat cant fit ya
Either Im witcha or against ya
Format venture, back through that maze I sent ya
Talkin to the rap inventor
Nigga wit the game tight, bic that flame right
Spell my name right, b-i, double-g, i-e
Iced out lights out, me and cease-a-leo
Gettin head from some chick he know
See its all about the cheddar, nobody do it better
Going back to cali, strictly for the weather
Women, and the weed -- sticky green
No seeds bitch please, poppa aint soft
Dead up in the hood, aint no love lost
Got me mixed up, you drunk them licks up
Mad cause I got my dick sucked
And my balls licked, forfeit, the game is mine
Ima spell my name one more time, check it
Its the, n-o, t-o, r-i, o
U-s, you just, lay down, slow
Recognize a real don when you see juan/one
Sippin on booze in the house of blues

Chorus: repeat 4x

Im going going, back back, to cali cali

Verse two: notorious b.i.g.

If I got to choose a coast I got to choose the east
I live out there, so dont go there
But that dont mean a nigga cant rest in the west
See some nice breasts in the west
Smoke some nice sess in the west, yall niggaz is a mess
Thinkin Im gon stop, givin l.a. props
All I got is beef with those that violate me
I shall annihilate thee
Case closed, suitcase filled with clothes
Linens and things, I begin things
People start to flash, 818s, 213s
313s, b.i.g.
Frequently floss hoes at roscoes
If I wanna squirt her, take her to fatburger
Spend about a week on venice beach
Sippin crist-o, with some freaks from frisco

Chorus

Verse three: notorious b.i.g.

Cali got gunplay, models on the runway
Scream biggie biggie gimme one more chance
I be whippin on the freeway, the nyc way
On the celly-celly with my homeboy lance
Pass hash from left to right
Only got five blunts left to light, Im set tonight
Paid a visit to versace stores
Bet she suck until I aint got no more, only in l.a.
Bust on bitches be-lly, rub it in they tummy
Lick it, say its yummy, then fuck yo man
Fuck your plan, is it to rock the tri-state?
Almost gold, 5 gs at show gate
Or do you wanna see about seven digits
Fuck hoes exquisite, cali, great place to visit

Chorus

Chorus

Chorus: again to fade

Přidal: Ondra dne 18. 05. 2006 v 21:55.
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