Cali' Trippin' Lyrics - The W's Ep - Shwayze

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