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Cali swangin'


by Afroman. Buy album CD: Afroholic: The Even Better Times


Afroman - Cali Swangin'
Ruckus


BABY - MAKE ME FEEL ALRIGHT

Nobody feels - like a "G" feels
When he post up his '64 on three wheels
Daddy ask me "what you wanna be when you grow up"
A low rider with some colt 45 in my cup

I was on my way to college and then saw
A Cadillac three wheelin' down Crenshaw
It was nineteen hundred and eighty three
I knew exactly what the Fuck I wanted to be
A low rider bass provider drop down like a spider
Spy the hood rat and go straight inside her

But if she Buttless
Bitch can't ride in my Cutlass

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Runnin' them Red lights sideways
In the parks and streets - brothers keep dying
But I drop the back and let the sparks keep flyin'
My daddy wanted me to take the Dayton's off the Dodge
'Cause the baseheads keep breakin' in the garage

I keep saggin' in my 'Lac with my butt out, I strutt out
Look at my two front tires - you know I cut out
I took from the ghetto what I could take
But you can't take my P.O with the metal flake
I'm a knucklehead buzzin' off of alcohol
Messing up a new car for no reason at all

--(CHOR)--
Hit the switch Homeboy, Hit the swiotch
Stop acting like a little old biotch
X2
Front and back Homeboy front and back
Blaze the sac and pass back my yack
X2
Three wheels Homeboy, Three Wheels
Let me see your low rider "G" skills
X2
One switch, Two switch, Three switch, Four
Oh my God, my batteries low.
X2

Cali
Cali Swangin'
Sound
System Bangin'
X2

(PIANO RIFFZ)

Can't stop sportin' them allstars
Can't stop driving them gangster cars
New cars just don't appeal to me
It's 2004 and I'm a still a "G"
Cops don't want brothers loiterin'
Gangbangers drive by and start Slaughterin'
So they talk a lot of smack and write a fat ticket
But I drive around the corner, come back and still kick it
Gotta sell wheatgerm and crack, so
I can have money just incase a break a axle
I turn my music up loud - to attrack a crowd
Throw the hood out the window, make the homeboys proud
Keep my kahki's creased right, with my girl in my ride
I used to be local but now I'm Worldwide

GoTo --(CHOR)--

Af-ro-man-make the cadillac coupe pancake
Lock it up, Cock it up
Post on three's, twist on D's
Afro as you're ride her, Cadillac walk like a spider
Smash out fast then dump her
Sparks straight flying from the bumper
World-Wide-Hungry-Hustler
Hit that switch don't be no buster
Hop in the coupe like a toad frog
Go swoop up your role dog
Cali Swangin' K.J
Go way back like heyday
Six stray
Six 'fo
A.F.R.O

GoTo --(CHOR)--

TrNSED BY Ruck




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Album: Afroholic: The Even Better Times (2004) Lyrics
cd Buy "Afroholic: The Even Better Times" CD
  1. Disc: 1
  2. Nobody knows my name
  3. Leaving california
  4. Turn it off
  5. Suck a d*** jockey
  6. Girlz
  7. I've been hustlin'
  8. West y'all
  9. Drive better drunk
  10. Jackin' afroman
  11. Colt 45
  12. Freak on with you
  13. Ghetto memories
  14. Cali swangin'
  15. What if
  16. From tha ghetto
  17. Sag your pants
  18. Wonderful tonite
  19. Disc: 2
  20. Keep on limp'n
  21. On my hustle
  22. Caddy hop
  23. Just my paranoia
  24. Let's get high tonight
  25. Late at night
  26. Rollin'
  27. Hittin' switches
  28. Airport
  29. West coast rap
  30. Compton isn't too far away
  31. Money (ain't everything)
  32. Money (reprise)
  33. U can make it
  34. Major beat
  35. Me & kenny

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