Mac flossy where you at
Aah
I wish they all could be California
I wish they all could be California
I wish they all could be California hoes
California bitches
Tim dog
Some bad hoes
b***h you digging in the wrong dirt b***h
Ain't no gold in here
F**king with the wrong niggas
Knoc-Turn'al Slip Capone Short Dog
I knew a tight white b***h named Marianna
She lived right around the corner from Temecula
See I was bored I f**ked both of them whores before
So I called my other b***h Elsinore
She wasn't cracking
So I called up Hesperia and Monrovia and Valencia
I got some p***y from Pomona and her sister Corona
It ain't nothing like them hoes in southern California
I knew a b***h named Irvine
She had a cousin with the name Santa Ana
It was short for Anaheim
I got high in Riverside with Receda and Rosarito
I'm pleased to meet you
I've been all around the world
And with over a thousand girls
And homeboy I don't know what you have been told
But Eskimo p***y is mighty cold
Brrr
These hoes these hoes these hoes
Got cash sniffing noses
All around the globe back to California
Everywhere I go they all up on us
These hoes these hoes these hoes
Got cash sniffing noses
You might be gold
But lately I been doing the platinum pose
Knoc-Turn'al's on 128 girl
What I'll be right over
Magazines choreograph me in photos
I put out with three dime pieces slamming four doors
And if I can use cities in relation to hoes
I probably f**ked San Fernando's daughter Santa Barbera
And her best friend Alameda and Sierra
And Ramona's little sister Covina
And I don't know what you thought
Whether you turned the cat in the night b***h
Still the only manipulation weapon you got
Knoc-Turn'al ain't the one to fall victim to your plots
Before I save a hoe from the block
Her great grandchildren's corpses will rot
F**k a hoe
I'd rather have money and a multiple round spitting glock
Four mansions with multiple cars investing my chips in stock
Even if I can't spell dow jones I still pull out fat knocks
It don't stop
These hoes these hoes these hoes
Got cash sniffing noses
All around the globe back to California
Everywhere I go they all up on us
These hoes these hoes these hoes
Got cash sniffing noses
They say this is a man's world
Can't understand it girl
All you ever wanted was a man like Chante Moore
You know us ballers never have one woman
And when you need us we never come running
That's why now you think about your ex again
You want to page him just to have s*x with him
But instead you better call your next of kin
And complain these ballers won't let you in
She don't love you she loves money and s*x
Bitches shoot you in the head for a Rolex
I know the b***h is a d**k fiend
I f**ked her one night when she was sixteen
I know it seems like a long time ago
But I f**ked her again when she was twenty four
b***h I'm an old school vet they call me Too $hort
Look your woman in the eyes
What she do it for Biyatch
You know these hoes man
They'd do anything if they think it's for the money that's why
These hoes these hoes these hoes
Got cash sniffing noses
All around the globe back to California
Everywhere I go they all up on us
These hoes these hoes these hoes
Got cash sniffing noses
These hoes these hoes these hoes
Got cash sniffing noses
All around the globe back to California
Everywhere I go they all up on us
These hoes these hoes these hoes
Got cash sniffing noses
