E-40] I just got off the phone with my pimp partner, he pimp hoes Say he don't want no black girls, he want some pink toes Some pink toes? Yeah, some
for me down in Mexico She's got a bottle of tequila, a bottle of gin And if I bring a little music I can fit right in We've got airplane rides We got California
shit to kill Lately, I got cha gone off the Red Bull & Vodka Now ya own ya knees Im like ohh weeee True me, it's the California way You got 2 more homies
your time by stayin in the cell I'm gettin high everyday like I was still on the corner Where I'm in fat pink caps, New York to California Makin deals
California Goin' far, far away Goin to California, yes To resurrect my soul The sun is always shining Or at least that's what I'm told Goin' to California