Southern Comfort

Cali Life Style/Dominator

mylexus02

Singen

Liedtext

Aufnahmen

Central C-O-A-S-T, that's where all the roots should be.

I'm coming from the SMV and kicking it with the triple C.

Now come with me, to the sky, drink it high Press up like a bitch and pull that ass, it's gonna die

And take advantage of the situation by the way It's just enough to take it out my way and time to pull the chain

Nodded up and passed that motherfucker over here And while you're doin' it, give this noken up the fuckin' beer Because this B-U-double-Z has got me trippin' But not enough to keep me slippin' Jump on the five and now I'm dippin' Still sippin' better yet I need to say I'm poundin' I grab the toilet feelin' like I drank about a thousand

But it ain't no thing cause I'm strictly here to warn you.

Living the life in Southern California.

Take a seat for my tamp.

And it's become a thing, a hundred proof I feel you break it down to your knees Black and tibia got me high, cause the heat never stops So hit the button from the top, just before we hit the spot Ocean breeze hitting my face, above my smoke filling my lungs Got a grin from mid to ear, cause that shit's got me sprung and now I'm ready

Damn, for whatever comes to mind Swoop up all the homework, drink some peace, don't take my time Cause I ain't got shit to do, plus it's Friday

I got a knot in my pocket and I haven't been looking my way.

Feeling no pain and in the mood to do a show.

But better yet, I'll just flow to this funky instrumental.

Clownin' all the homies, brag-rabbin', talkin' shit Tequila takin' effect because the S is on my chest Round and down to the fullness So let me put in work, overcome what this feelin' But it's just some Southern comfort Can't nobody rock it like we rock it when we give it to you We live that California look, so throw it up for the tune So kick back, relax, and let us take you for a trip Southern comfort, baby

And you know it's a shit.

Ain't nobody rock it like we rock it when we give it to you.

We live that California love, so throw it up for the tune.

So kick back, relax, and let us take you for a trip.

Southern comfort, baby.

And you know it's a shit.

Takin' a break, it's all about buckin' it up and makin' green Checkin' houses, sweepin' up competition, up the fuckin' scene

Every time I grab the microphone there seems to be a bitch out in the crowd that wants to get with me indeed But let me tell ya, it ain't that easy little trick

You better make it quick if you wanna get with my trick.

I got no time, but so I'm about the way this thing's are.

Check into the studio, we're gonna be the superstar.

5-4, California is kickin' We got these pussies runnin' like some motherfuckin' chickens Don't even think about messin' with the crew

Cause the boys in blue won't hesitate to jack that ass too I guarantee you that it's all good In clear blue skies, Southern Cali's on the rise

Now you can call it what you want to.

Bump while I'm kicking back.

With someone stepping from the clique and rip up the fucking track.

Keep the tokens are nice.

I'm about to come through.

Got some hunters and some brutes.

So what you think we gonna do?

Then I just run home.

We talk with the world.

Untouchable blankets when we mobbing.

Candid man, it ain't no stopping.

I was deep when we ride.

Pulling ladies aside.

So what's your number, baby?

Now that's the kind of shit I live for.

Pay per single week and I'm down in Claire with my two folks.

Gettin' up with the vibes, feelin' good to rock the mic But ain't no place to come like on a Saturday night The Central Coast got it goin' on, so crack a beer and pass the phone Lakin' up tracks until the early morn'

Nothing could compare to this baby's mystique And nothing could get close to this damn ass beat But maybe it's me and Triple C, it's who we beat

Kelly loves now, keep it real and bring in the heat.

Ain't nobody rockin' like we rockin' when we give it to you.

We live that California life, so throw it up for the tune.

So kick back, relax, and let us take you for a trip.

Southern comfort, baby.

And you know it's a shit, ain't nobody rockin' like we rockin' when we give it to you.

We live that California life, so throw it up for the tune.

So kick back, relax, and let us take you for a trip.

Southern comfort, baby.

And you know it's a sheer.

Central C-O-A-S-T, that's where all the roots should be.

I'm coming from the SMV and kicking it with the triple C.

Now come with me, to the sky, drink it high Press up like a bitch and pull that ass, it's gonna die

And take advantage of the situation by the way It's just enough to take it out my way and time to pull the chain

But it ain't no thing cause I'm strictly here to warn you.

Living the life in Southern California.

Take a seat for my tamp.

Damn, for whatever comes to mind Swoop up all the homework, drink some peace, don't take my time Cause I ain't got shit to do, plus it's Friday

I got a knot in my pocket and I haven't been looking my way.

Feeling no pain and in the mood to do a show.

But better yet, I'll just flow to this funky instrumental.

And you know it's a shit.

Ain't nobody rock it like we rock it when we give it to you.

We live that California love, so throw it up for the tune.

So kick back, relax, and let us take you for a trip.

Southern comfort, baby.

And you know it's a shit.

Takin' a break, it's all about buckin' it up and makin' green Checkin' houses, sweepin' up competition, up the fuckin' scene

Every time I grab the microphone there seems to be a bitch out in the crowd that wants to get with me indeed But let me tell ya, it ain't that easy little trick

You better make it quick if you wanna get with my trick.

I got no time, but so I'm about the way this thing's are.

Check into the studio, we're gonna be the superstar.

5-4, California is kickin' We got these pussies runnin' like some motherfuckin' chickens Don't even think about messin' with the crew

Cause the boys in blue won't hesitate to jack that ass too I guarantee you that it's all good In clear blue skies, Southern Cali's on the rise

Now you can call it what you want to.

Bump while I'm kicking back.

With someone stepping from the clique and rip up the fucking track.

Keep the tokens are nice.

I'm about to come through.

Got some hunters and some brutes.

So what you think we gonna do?

Then I just run home.

We talk with the world.

Untouchable blankets when we mobbing.

Candid man, it ain't no stopping.

I was deep when we ride.

Pulling ladies aside.

So what's your number, baby?

Now that's the kind of shit I live for.

Pay per single week and I'm down in Claire with my two folks.

Nothing could compare to this baby's mystique And nothing could get close to this damn ass beat But maybe it's me and Triple C, it's who we beat

Kelly loves now, keep it real and bring in the heat.

Ain't nobody rockin' like we rockin' when we give it to you.

We live that California life, so throw it up for the tune.

So kick back, relax, and let us take you for a trip.

Southern comfort, baby.

And you know it's a shit, ain't nobody rockin' like we rockin' when we give it to you.

We live that California life, so throw it up for the tune.

So kick back, relax, and let us take you for a trip.

Southern comfort, baby.

And you know it's a sheer.

Cali Life Style/Dominator

mylexus02

In App singen

Liedtext

Aufnahmen

Central C-O-A-S-T, that's where all the roots should be.

I'm coming from the SMV and kicking it with the triple C.

Now come with me, to the sky, drink it high Press up like a bitch and pull that ass, it's gonna die

And take advantage of the situation by the way It's just enough to take it out my way and time to pull the chain

But it ain't no thing cause I'm strictly here to warn you.

Living the life in Southern California.

Take a seat for my tamp.

Damn, for whatever comes to mind Swoop up all the homework, drink some peace, don't take my time Cause I ain't got shit to do, plus it's Friday

I got a knot in my pocket and I haven't been looking my way.

Feeling no pain and in the mood to do a show.

But better yet, I'll just flow to this funky instrumental.

And you know it's a shit.

Ain't nobody rock it like we rock it when we give it to you.

We live that California love, so throw it up for the tune.

So kick back, relax, and let us take you for a trip.

Southern comfort, baby.

And you know it's a shit.

Takin' a break, it's all about buckin' it up and makin' green Checkin' houses, sweepin' up competition, up the fuckin' scene

Every time I grab the microphone there seems to be a bitch out in the crowd that wants to get with me indeed But let me tell ya, it ain't that easy little trick

You better make it quick if you wanna get with my trick.

I got no time, but so I'm about the way this thing's are.

Check into the studio, we're gonna be the superstar.

5-4, California is kickin' We got these pussies runnin' like some motherfuckin' chickens Don't even think about messin' with the crew

Cause the boys in blue won't hesitate to jack that ass too I guarantee you that it's all good In clear blue skies, Southern Cali's on the rise

Now you can call it what you want to.

Bump while I'm kicking back.

With someone stepping from the clique and rip up the fucking track.

Keep the tokens are nice.

I'm about to come through.

Got some hunters and some brutes.

So what you think we gonna do?

Then I just run home.

We talk with the world.

Untouchable blankets when we mobbing.

Candid man, it ain't no stopping.

I was deep when we ride.

Pulling ladies aside.

So what's your number, baby?

Now that's the kind of shit I live for.

Pay per single week and I'm down in Claire with my two folks.

Nothing could compare to this baby's mystique And nothing could get close to this damn ass beat But maybe it's me and Triple C, it's who we beat

Kelly loves now, keep it real and bring in the heat.

Ain't nobody rockin' like we rockin' when we give it to you.

We live that California life, so throw it up for the tune.

So kick back, relax, and let us take you for a trip.

Southern comfort, baby.

And you know it's a shit, ain't nobody rockin' like we rockin' when we give it to you.

We live that California life, so throw it up for the tune.

So kick back, relax, and let us take you for a trip.

Southern comfort, baby.

And you know it's a sheer.

Central C-O-A-S-T, that's where all the roots should be.

I'm coming from the SMV and kicking it with the triple C.

Now come with me, to the sky, drink it high Press up like a bitch and pull that ass, it's gonna die

And take advantage of the situation by the way It's just enough to take it out my way and time to pull the chain

But it ain't no thing cause I'm strictly here to warn you.

Living the life in Southern California.

Take a seat for my tamp.

Damn, for whatever comes to mind Swoop up all the homework, drink some peace, don't take my time Cause I ain't got shit to do, plus it's Friday

I got a knot in my pocket and I haven't been looking my way.

Feeling no pain and in the mood to do a show.

But better yet, I'll just flow to this funky instrumental.

And you know it's a shit.

Ain't nobody rock it like we rock it when we give it to you.

We live that California love, so throw it up for the tune.

So kick back, relax, and let us take you for a trip.

Southern comfort, baby.

And you know it's a shit.

Takin' a break, it's all about buckin' it up and makin' green Checkin' houses, sweepin' up competition, up the fuckin' scene

Every time I grab the microphone there seems to be a bitch out in the crowd that wants to get with me indeed But let me tell ya, it ain't that easy little trick

You better make it quick if you wanna get with my trick.

I got no time, but so I'm about the way this thing's are.

Check into the studio, we're gonna be the superstar.

5-4, California is kickin' We got these pussies runnin' like some motherfuckin' chickens Don't even think about messin' with the crew

Cause the boys in blue won't hesitate to jack that ass too I guarantee you that it's all good In clear blue skies, Southern Cali's on the rise

Now you can call it what you want to.

Bump while I'm kicking back.

With someone stepping from the clique and rip up the fucking track.

Keep the tokens are nice.

I'm about to come through.

Got some hunters and some brutes.

So what you think we gonna do?