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    G-Eazy / Lyrics

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    "California Culture" Lyrics

    G-Eazy

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    track 10
    The Outsider
    Genre:Hip-Hop
    Duration:00:03:49
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    On some old-school G shit, haha
    California culture, yeah

    I like to drink, I like to smoke
    I like to chill and get high
    In my California state of mind
    (cal-cal-cali state of mind)
    I like to drink, I like to smoke
    I like to chill and get high
    In my California state of mind
    (Cal-Cal-Cali state of mind)

    It was just one of those days
    I was laid back chilling, and my homie hit me up around 1
    He said, "Yo G, wake up, I gotta couple bad chicks
    And they all wanna chill and have fun."
    I said, "Got weed?" He said, "Got blunt?"
    I said, "Off top, man, you already know
    And if you wanna bottle, we can go to the sto'
    And if we run out we can go and get mo'."
    They all came through
    Swisher Sweets all got packed
    And we burned five blunts down back-to-back
    Stayin' stoned to the bone, I couldn't be higher
    Playing Super Nintendo, street fighter
    Just chilling, super laid back, posture
    With 2001 on, knocking The Watcher
    Stay fly, stay high, like a vulture
    Bitches and blunts, California culture

    I like to drink, I like to smoke
    I like to chill and get high
    In my California state of mind
    (cal-cal-cali state of mind)
    I like to drink, I like to smoke
    I like to chill and get high
    In my California state of mind
    (Cal-Cal-Cali state of mind)

    California boy, I was raised in Oakland
    Land of the grapes, everyday we smokin'
    Go and hit this, guarenteed you chokin'
    And we get hella high, start laughin' and jokin'
    Thats how I was raised, first smoked in the eighth grade
    All my homies sold weed, they was self-paid
    Self-made, young entrepreneurs
    Selling dime bags to the herb connoisseurs
    This is good fashion to burn my tree
    Come back next period reeking of weed
    And my teachers would know it was me
    So I got a five day suspension, like every other week
    Word, shout out to Berkeley High, with the granddaddy
    Purp, kept me Berkeley high, hah
    Super cool, man, I tried to warn ya
    You can tell by my style, I'm from California

    I like to drink, I like to smoke
    I like to chill and get high
    In my California state of mind
    (cal-cal-cali state of mind)
    I like to drink, I like to smoke
    I like to chill and get high
    In my California state of mind
    (Cal-Cal-Cali state of mind)

    (Cal-Cal-Cali state of mind)
    (Cal-Cal-Cali state of mind)
    (Cal-Cal-Cali state of mind)
    (Cal-Cal-Cali state of mind)

    I like to drink, I like to smoke
    I like to chill and get high
    In my California state of mind
    (cal-cal-cali state of mind)
    I like to drink, I like to smoke
    I like to chill and get high
    In my California state of mind
    (Cal-Cal-Cali state of mind)
    I like to drink, I like to smoke
    I like to chill and get high
    In my California state of mind
    (cal-cal-cali state of mind)
    I like to drink, I like to smoke
    I like to chill and get high
    In my California state of mind
    (Cal-Cal-Cali state of mind)
    This song was submitted on September 17th, 2016.
    Thanks to italiandude75 for the contribution to this song.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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