ZOLA – California girl (English lyrics)

Intro :
Kore
Taxi 5, L1-L2
L1-L2, R1-R2, up-down, left-right

Bridge :
Baby, outside, some real shocking things are happening
I just got out a brawl, as I bite my shwarama, I leave two teeth
I turn back on my car’s head light on that chica’s ass
She thinks I’m vulgare but my bag is so chic
At night, I turn to a zombie and I think back about the night before
I only think on fucking her and taking advantage of her money
I was too high, back fire
The bullet is digging, digging, digging through his thorax

1st verse :
I go home when my parents are asleep, all these diamonds are shinning
I’m wearing sneakers, sweat pants, Gucci accessories, han
If you’re my girl you’re my mule, if you’r emy wife, I’ll keep you away from the cold like a flame
If I push you, you gotta kill me, if I smoke you, it’s not over that girl, it’s for my dope

Chorus :
I’m smoking my California Kush in fine bitch’s bed
No mercy, I smoke the room out and I take everything that’s in her bag
Crime pays, rhyme pays, criminal town, murda crew, Rolls Royce Phantom, racial profiling
I’m smoking my California Kush in fine bitch’s bed
No mercy, I smoke the room out and I take everything that’s in her bag
Crime pays, rhyme pays, criminal town, murda crew, Rolls Royce Phantom, racial profiling

Bridge :
Baby, outside, some real shocking things are happening
I just got out a brawl, as I bite my shwarama, I leave two teeth
I turn back on my car’s head light on that chica’s ass
She thinks I’m vulgare but my bag is so chic
At night, I turn to a zombie and I think back about the night before
I only think on fucking her and taking advantage of her money
I was too high, back fire
The bullet is digging, digging, digging through his thorax

2nd verse :
Trap boy, bitch, you know that we got that
Eh guys, I can’t lose, if they legalise this, I’ll lower my prices
I’m between her tights, I’m thinking on the diamond under my index, under my car
It brings tears to my eyes when I see my mom struggling so I cam eto get my cash

Chorus :
I’m smoking my California Kush in fine bitch’s bed
No mercy, I smoke the room out and I take everything that’s in her bag
Crime pays, rhyme pays, criminal town, murda crew, Rolls Royce Phantom, racial profiling
I’m smoking my California Kush in fine bitch’s bed
No mercy, I smoke the room out and I take everything that’s in her bag
Crime pays, rhyme pays, criminal town, murda crew, Rolls Royce Phantom, racial profiling

Outro :
Baby, outside, some real shocking things are happening
I just got out a brawl, as I bite my shwarama, I leave two teeth
I turn back on my car’s head light on that chica’s ass
She thinks I’m vulgare but my bag is so chic
At night, I turn to a zombie and I think back about the night before
I only think on fucking her and taking advantage of her money
I was too high, back fire
The bullet is digging, digging, digging through his thorax

ZOLA – California girl (English lyrics)

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