Songtexte Cali - Too $hort , E-40

Keep on rockin'
We keep 'em rockin'
We keep 'em rockin'
We keep 'em rockin'
Just come on, shake, shake it, baby, baby, baby

Shake it mama, shake it mama, shake it mama
Yeah, yeah, Cali
Shake, shake it baby, baby, baby
Shake it mama, shake it mama, shake it mama
Yeah, yeah, Cali

I like a lot of places, don't get me wrong
But at the end of the day, California my home (California my home)
DJs better play this song
When you're at a Cali party, if you don't, it's on (it's on)

We some trendsetters (trendsetters), but the haters (haters)
Talk about us then they duplicate us later (duplicate us later) (bitch!)
We been sellin' dope on wax
Cookin' ki's of crack, sellin' trees and sacks

Shake it for me mama, baby girl, don't play (girl, don't play)
Born in the Bay, go to school in L.A. (school in L.A.)
Sophisticated, but not no bopper (bopper)
When she go down south, they say she talk hella proper

(What we got here, mayne?) Out here we got the best tree (tree)
The 707, Humboldt County (that's right)
Fa sheezy (fa sheezy), I made that word famous
Ask my potnas Jeezy and Weezy what they nicknamed us (them my folks)

Shake, shake it, baby, baby, baby
Shake it mama, shake it mama, shake it mama
Yeah, yeah, Cali
Shake, shake it, baby, baby, baby
Shake it mama, shake it mama, shake it mama ($hort, $hort)
Yeah, yeah, Cali (fornia)

I smoke it, live it, dress it
Been all the around the world, all I bang is this West shit
It's East Oakland all day, even though L.A. is 400 miles from the Bay
I'ma ride for the whole state
Fuck what these motherfuckin' ho say
I don't wanna be in no Hollywood flick
And I don't wanna date no hot blonde chick with fake tits (yes, I do)

I'ma keep it hood, in Beverly Hills or Hollywood
If it's snowin', I might go skiin'
Pull up in the mansion, say "Bitch, let me in"
A lot of weed, yeah, we smoke bigger
It's just Vallejo and East Oakland niggas
So bitch, open the door
Shake that ass and let's smoke some more

Shake, shake (bitch, bitch) it, baby, baby, baby
Shake it mama, shake it mama, shake it mama
Yeah, yeah, Cali
Shake, shake it, baby, baby, baby
Shake it mama, shake it mama, shake it mama
Yeah (look), yeah, Cali

First off, arch your back, make your chest poke (then)
Shake it for my bros, shake it for the West Coast
Sheesh, from the hoods to the valley
Seems wherever I go, they all love Cali, bruh

This is where I'm born, this is where I'm raised
They in the mix, my dead bruh added the DJ
San Diego raised me, I rep the O-A-K
My state doin' numbers, got dots on the murder rate (woo)

Shake it for Burger, Yellow Boy, and 2-11
They in the heavens, may God bless 'em
Take the pain away, hold up one leg
Show me that smile, now I see ya girl, ya doin' it

Down south, they wanna fuck with a Cali boy
Make it clap like homecoming rally noise
P.A. to V.A., B.K. to D-Day (Wifey)
Do it like the Dirty Dirty, low-key, inebri' (yeah, hey)

He want a Cali girl swag, heels, and handbags (bag)
Hollywood life, all type of lights flash
Yeah, they love me with a passion (uh-huh)
The way we do it got the whole world on the bandwagon

I ain't braggin', I tell him how it is
Wanna tell his homeboys that I'm all his
He got a West Coast queen, I'm West Coast clean
I look good, but I look way better with a ring

Got him walkin' like me, talkin' like me (me)
Tryna wonder how the hell the car start without a key (yeah)
L.A. to the Bay, Westside where I be (Westside)
My name say Wifey on my Cali ID (D)

Dudes wanna taste it, copy and paste it
Bitches want the blueprint, go home and trace it (sucker)
These niggas love me, that's a well-known fact
Once you go Cali, you'll never go back (Yeah)

Cali
Cali
Shake, shake it, baby, baby, baby
Shake it mama, shake it mama, shake it mama
Yeah, yeah, Cali
Shake, shake it, baby, baby, baby
Shake it mama, shake it mama, shake it mama
Yeah, yeah, Cali