Cali' Trippin'

Cali' Trippin' and I think my mind is slippin' away

Cali' Trippin' and I'm wishin' I was back in LA

Once apon a time, I wrote a lil' rhyme

About a pretty girl, she was in her prime

I'm a skinny boy, in my skinny jeans

And mini-me was poppin out my corduroys

She was a dime, I ain't have a nickel

But I had jokes, so i made her giggle

And her folks were very influential

So when I smoked that adam made her feel like a bad girl

But she's a good girl, in a bad world

So I felt bad for correcting her

Not really, but her dad would kill me

So I told her we had to slow it down

She said; I wanna Rock (I wanna Rock)

And roll a joint, and get high (And get high)

Don't talk, just vibe

Let's get in the ride, and just drive

If you got nothing good to say

Then don't say shit

And it's always easier to forget

We cali' trippin', you gotta love it

And ain't nothing wrong with making out in public

Taking pictures of girls on a trip around the world

And it, just reminds me of everything I miss back home

Cali' trippin' and I think my mind is slippin' away

Cali' trippin' and I'm wishin' I was back in LA

She was so fine, but she was out of mind

Goin' full speed, crash on the autobon

She get what she wants, she get it from her mom

And her dad show us love with the credit card

Where do I fit in? I'm the token black

With a coke and jack, lookin' for the right girl

The reason that I'm loving you, is the way that you do you

I wanna Rock (I wanna Rock)

And roll a joint, and get high (And get high)

Don't talk, just vibe

Let's get in the ride, and just drive

If you got nothing good to say

Then don't say shit

And it's always easier to forget

We cali' trippin', you gotta love it

And ain't nothing wrong with making out in public

Taking pictures of girls on a trip around the world

And it, just reminds me of everything I miss back home

Cali' trippin' and I think my mind is slippin away

Cali' trippin' and I'm wishin' I was back in LA

I'm Cali' Trippin', I'm Cali' Trippin'

I'm Cali' Trippin', I'm Cali' Trippin'

I'm Cali' Trippin', I'm Cali' Trippin'

Cali' Trippin' Baby, Cali' Trippin' yeah

Cali' Trippin' Baby, Cali' Trippin' yeah

Cali' Trippin' Baby, Cali' Trippin' yeah

Cali' Trippin' Baby, Cali' Trippin'

I wanna Rock (I wanna Rock)

And roll a joint, and get high (And get high)

Don't talk, just vibe

Let's get in the ride, and just drive

If you got nothing good to say

Then don't say shit

And it's always easier to forget

We cali' trippin', you gotta love it

And ain't nothing wrong with making out in public

Taking pictures of girls on a trip around the world

And it, just reminds me of everything I miss back home

Cali' trippin' and I think my mind is slippin away

Cali' trippin' and I'm wishin' I was back in LA

(Ain't nothin wrong wit making out in public)

(Wishin' I was back in LA)

(Ain't nothin wrong wit makin out in public)

(Wishin' I was back in LA)

(Ain't nothing wrong wit makin out in public)

I like the way the chain sits, between her bra and tits

Takin' bong hits with her and I'm on assist

I must admit she got me on that sprung shit

I can't deny she got me on that young shit

It's all good cause she got my back

Like a JanSport backpack culdesec

It's funny cause we both used to ditch class

The kiss in the back of the cabbage patch

Rat-a-tat-tat on the window pane

Outside lookin' in but I won't complain

Too many highs turn down the game

And don't be surprised when I say that name

Jane Bang Cali-forn-i-a