Story Behind The Song
Had to make a song to represent our home.
Song Description
This is a party track with thats cool ta ride to and bump. The beat is freaky and the flows are sick.Unlike any other California song ever made.
| Song Length |
3:43 |
Genre |
Rap - West Coast, Rap - DJs |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Mixed Vocals |
| Mood |
Welcoming, Cheerful |
Subject |
State, Fun |
| Similar Artists |
Outkast, Snoop Doggy Dogg |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1990 - 1999 |
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Lyrics
VERSE 1
All y girlz is freaky. Cuz Califorians love to play.(Love to play). I jumped into my Cadillac(Like a mack N no we don't look back).N I was on my way(On his way).Ridin down da highway(Doin it my way). Da Golden Gate to L.A.(Comin straight from da bay).California pimpin(California playas).Make you wanna stay yeah.(Time ta go back ta da bay).
CHORUS
California love's to party. California rocks yo body. California playas they be pimpin out there makin paper. California loves to party. California rocks yo body. California playas they be pimpin in a major way.
VERSE 2
In my rag top caddy ridin in some gangsta white walls. Cadillac pimpin, Papa Tone N Rob Raw. It's dat OOObang comity. It ain't P Diddy. Honey stankers ain't shitty if we grindin in yo city. Its a California thang. Poppin collars on em mane. Stand a trick brangin gangsta game. Its in my vein. So ridiculous. All da muthafuckin haters wanna hate. N da bitches wanna drink wit us.Surf N turf. Dis West Coast Bitch. Ain't nuthin on da earth comin close ta this shit. Cuz me N mine we smashin all da time. If da ho's is fine we at em rain or shine. Huh.Blowin they minds yeah mane got these bitches bout ta bump N grind. Ain't nuthin but some pimpin goin on in here. Its Northern California game Mane. Wa dang dang, It ain't a damn thang changed.
CHORUS
California love's to party. California rocks yo body. California playas they be pimpin out there makin paper. California loves to party. California rocks yo body. California playas they be pimpin in a major way.
VERSE 3
Ain't no place in da world like Cali.From L.A ta da Bay we all in da same family. Blue collar crimals, thugs N pimps. D-boys, bloods N crips, represent. Throw ya hands up, everybody stand up. Make some noise, go against us ya get destroyed. Let's party like amigos, we flock like seagulls. Put aside ego's, don't try ta be a hero. I'm zero in on my target like a heatseeker. Everywhere ya turn we blowin out ya speakers. Latinas, Redbones, Asian's. Caramel sistas, Samoan's N Caucasians. Do yo thang baby girl I ain't afraid a pain. I done been a long way since back in da days. When I was broke as a joke. Down on my luck. Doin whatever I could ta come up. What?
CHORUS
California love's to party. California rocks yo body. California playas they be pimpin out there makin paper. California loves to party. California rocks yo body. California playas they be pimpin in a major way.