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Smoking w**d with you...

Cause you taught me into...

Smoking w**d with you...

Cause you taught me into...

Every morning when I wake up

Uh, money on my mind

Good times and get caked up

Sunshine coming through my blinds, I'm living but

Really though, it's never enough

10 million, that's a must

Living in California, everybody wanna visit for...

Women, w**d and weather

They come for

Women, w**d and weather

For the women, w**d and weather

Women, w**d and weather

These niggas'll kill for that

Put it in your grill for that

Still everybody gotta build for that

Me, I make mills off that

How the f**k ya'll can't see I ride

When I drive,

Down the block and you look outside

H-A-T-E in your eyes

I enter big money for the enterprise

It's a beautiful day I guess

For a b**ch to roll with Andre I guess

Roll it up, baby gonna lift that dress

Then roll it up for me when I'm stressed

You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss

New Orleans and then Miami

Party in New York

Texas I be screwed up,

Chi town I be really pimpin'

But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living

Women, w**d and weather

They come for

Women, w**d and weather

For the women, w**d and weather

Women, w**d and weather

Got that women, w**d and weather

Yo, it sound clever, come and play

Wha-Wha-what more can I say

Welcome to LA

My ni**a said he wanna fly out to get him some

3W's only for a three day run

B**ch, take the motherfacking panties off

You ain't no nun, sh*t

I be living in the sky every time

I ride by them hoes

Ribbon in the sky on the radio

Cause Stevie know I control

Let it breath

I control, California living til I am old

You want to be one, to peak on the chart

So the peons can be gone

And pee on their hearts

She in the coupe cause she in the neon

Cause she on the BS before we can start

F**k with a ni**a, ride with a ni**a

Let 'em know the priority order me

Hennessy, and for my niggas OG Killa

Call it Jason Vorhees, boy he,

On his job, boy he sure be havin'

Them marks on they marks

Pretty b**ches and tyre marks

Let them inhale the pipe exhausts

Let them reveal how much it cost

For this life controlling my price

No way hell no, uh uh

If I'm wrong than I wanna be right

You want to be one, to peak on the chart

So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts

Women, w**d, weather,

It's not my fault that it's 82 degrees

And my top peeled off

You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss

New Orleans and then Miami

Party in New York

Texas I be screwed up, chi town I be really pimpin'

But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living

Women, w**d and weather

They come for

Women, w**d and weather

For the women, w**d and weather

From all around the world for the

Women, w**d and weather

Got that women, w**d and weather

Yo, it sound clever, come and play

Wha-Wha-what more can I say

Welcome to LA

Known for that homegrown where I come from

Smoke one, palm trees

Double D's got them topless in the sun

I shall proceed, that's me, motherf**k your opinion

How many ways am I killin them

Sh*t, right around a billion

We on it, that mean we living for the moment

That mean she'll f**k til the morning

Time and I got time and I know that

I'm in a position of controlling anything

I buy that ocean, I'm a boss I'll buy that ocean

Ain't nobody f**king with this

They want that sh*t, they often fiend

I give it to them but in between, my time

I gotta tie shoestrings

Life's a trip when you want these things

I often slip and then I lean towards 3 W's and life

You know blow job need an application

Eating p**sy make appetite

And yeah my type, I like them brown

Just like my drink, the f**k you think

I don't f**k with' no hand me downs

See if you f**k than it's after me

You know how much I'm a make it work?

You know her dress, living in her purse

When you discussed your love for lust

Just make sure you visit here first

Cali

You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss

New Orleans and then Miami

Party in New York

Texas I be screwed up, chip town I be really pimpin

But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living

Women, w**d and weather

They come for

Women, w**d and weather

For the women, w**d and weather

Women, w**d and weather

Got that women, w**d and weather

Yo, it sound clever, come and play

Wha-Wha-what more can I say

Welcome to LA