nights, Everything is just right Soft Sand, last tan, sleepin' on the rooftop California, California...he said I ain't never leaving you California
Cool nights, Everything is just right Soft Sand, last tan, sleepin' on the rooftop California, California...he said I ain't never leaving you California
top floor aroma High to the sky when I step up in this bitch Thousand dollar cologne, no ceiling in this bitch The marble for the Louis the bag full
top floor aroma high to the sky when I step up in this bitch thousand dollar cologne, no ceiling in this bitch the marble for the Louie the bag full of
comes tonight. Here comes Santa Claus, Here comes Santa Claus, Right down Santa Claus Lane, He's got a bag that's filled with toys For boys and girls
condo top floor aroma High to the sky when I step up in this bitch Thousand dollar cologne, no ceiling in this bitch The marble for the Louis the bag
Cause I ain't the nigga ta fuck with So you niggas need tah step the fuck off Before I leave ya'll niggas in a bag Talkin' that trash, you get hauled
I ain't the nigga ta fuck with So you niggas need tah step the fuck off Before I leave ya'll niggas in a bag Talkin' that trash, you get hauled off in
