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crooked i – cali boyz كلمات اغاني

[intro]
another scott storch banger (yeah, yeah)
dade county (oww, oww)
i’m in ny tomorrow (jfk)
then atlanta, then houston
i’m worldwide, baby
let’s go

[verse 1]
it’s crooked i, homie, and i’m here to get the paper
these n_gga’s mad at my swag, don’t be a gangsta hater
too many chicks in this club, i’ll deal with w_nkstas later
baby girl is feelin’ a playa, hey, i can’t wait to lay her
my attitude so street, you know i bring them guns
this east side, long beach, we blow you to kingdom come
hey lady, pray for your baby, maybe it could be your son
youngsters be poppin’ 380’s, crazy, i seen it done
put away them pistols, let’s party until the break of dawn
i’m mixin’ coke with bacardi and i’m tryin’ to get it on
you left your chick in the corner, she’s standing all alone
she ’bout to hop in the continental, she ain’t coming home

[chorus]
when you see them cali boyz
baby, bring them bottles out (go)
we bring them tonka toys
benz’s and impala’s out (go)
we in the club deep
time to bring them dollars out (go)
you already know, money, hoes and clothes
that’s what we about
[verse 2]
they call me “young boss”, homie, and i’m here to get the cheese
i’m goin’ hard on that wrist, nothing under 50 g’s
see, i ain’t crippin’, i’m sippin’ liqour ’til my liver freeze
you think you s_xin’ hotter chicks than me? my n_gga, please (ha)
i come through here with some mami’s that’ll leave your heart broken (go)
my homies light up that cali weed, then they start choking (go)
you know it’s young crooked, baby, when that cigar’s smokin’ (go)
that’s 20 stacks on the table, shorty, the bar’s open (go)
i’m sippin’ platinum patron, then i’m ready to do it, man
baby, your body’s on fire, gotta put me in the game
let’s take it back to the telly, pop some of that champagne
i put it on you for hours and that’s on everythang

[verse 3]
i’m in that eggsh_ll benz, it’s necessary, dude
it’s on them skim milk 20’s, i’m drivin’ dairy food
i got some goons in the back, and oh yeah, they carry tools
they don’t get high, don’t get drunk, they just watch your every move
and they don’t care if you gang bang or you claim a set (go)
i bet your life that your brains hang when they aim a tec (go)
let me explain to you lame brains that you ain’t a threat (go)
f_ck being a rapper, i clap ya, n_gga, i ain’t famous yet (brap)
think i’ll ignore you suckers ’cause y’all don’t really know
i’d rather party with hoes but you don’t hear me though
this dynasty and treacherous rockin’ in your stereo
the peoples champ out west, my n_gga, here we go (oww)
[chorus]
when you see them cali boyz
baby, bring them bottles out (go)
we bring them tonka toys
benz’s and impala’s out (go)
we in the club deep
time to bring them dollars out (go)
you already know, money, hoes and clothes
that’s what we about

[outro]
(i like them cali boyz)
yeah, rock wit’ us
(i like them cali boyz)
i know you wanna rock wit’ us
(i like them cali boyz)
yeah, yeah, rock wit’ us
(i like them cali boyz)
i know you wanna rock wit’ us
yeah, yeah

- crooked i

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