Notorious Big

Notorious Big - Going Back To Cali lyrics

*phone number being dialed*

*phone rings three times*

[Biggie] Yo!

[P. Dad] Yo Big wake up wake up baby

[Biggie] Mmm, yo...

[P. Dad] Yo Big wake yo` ass up c`mon

[Biggie] I`m up! I`m up. *mumbling* I`m up I`m up

[P. Dad] Big, wake up!

[Biggie] I`m up baby, what the fuck, man? What`s up?

[P. Dad] C`mon now it`s a quarter to six we got the 7:30 flight

[Biggie] Mmm, *mumbling* yeah

[P. Dad] Yo Big Big, Big

[Biggie] Yeah I hear you dogg, I hear you, alright, 7:30

[P. Dad] Yo take down this information

[Biggie] Ain`t no pen

[P. Dad] Tell your girl then to remember it or somethin

[Biggie] Aight honey, yeah write this down

[P. Dad] Aight, ummm, flight five-oh-four

[Biggie] Five-oh-four

[P. Dad] Leaving Kennedy

[Biggie] *mumbling* Kennedy

[P. Dad] On the L-A-X

[Biggie] Oh! Cali??

[P. Dad] No doubt baby, you know we gotta get this paper

[Biggie] Ahh, no doubt, aight

[P. Dad] You aight?

[Biggie] I`m up, I`m up

[P. Dad] Yo Big

[Biggie] I`m UP man

[P. Dad] Flight five-oh-four

[Biggie] Alright 7:30 I`ma meet you at the airport

[P. Dad] California

[Biggie] Yeh

*phone clicks*

Verse One: Notorious B.I.G.

When the lala hits ya lyrics just splits ya

Head so hard, that ya hat can`t fit ya

Either I`m witcha or against ya

Format venture, back through that maze I sent ya

Talkin to the rap inventor

Nigga wit the game tight, Bic that flame right

Spell my name right, B-I, Double-G, I-E

Iced out lights out, me and Ceasar Leo

Gettin head from some chick he know

See it`s all about the cheddar, nobody do it better

Going back to Cali, strictly for the weather

Women, and the weed -- sticky green

No seeds bitch please, Poppa ain`t soft

Dead up in the Hood, ain`t no love lost

Got me mixed up, you drunk them licks up

Mad cause I got my dick sucked

and my balls licked, forfeit, the game is mine

I`ma spell my name one more time, check it

Its the, N-O, T-O, R-I, O

U-S, you just, lay down, slow

Recognize a real Don when you see Juan/one

Sippin on booze in the House of Blues

Chorus: repeat 4X

I`m going going, back back, to Cali Cali

Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G.

If I got to choose a coast I got to choose the East

I live out there, so don`t go there

But that don`t mean a nigga can`t rest in the West

See some nice breasts in the West

Smoke some nice sess in the West, y`all niggaz is a mess

Thinkin I`m gon stop, givin L.A. props

All I got is beef with those that violate me

I shall annihilate thee

Case closed, suitcase filled with clothes

Linens and things, I begin things

People start to flash, 818`s, 213`s

313`s, B.I.G.

Frequently floss hoes at Roscoe`s

If I wanna squirt her, take her to Fatburger

Spend about a week on Venice Beach

Sippin Crist-o, with some freaks from Frisco

Chorus

Verse Three: Notorious B.I.G.

Cali got gunplay, models on the runway

Scream Biggie Biggie gimme One More Chance

I be whippin on the freeway, the NYC way

On the celly-celly with my homeboy Lance

Pass hash from left to right

Only got five blunts left to light, I`m set tonight

Paid a visit to Versace stores

Bet she suck until I ain`t got no more, only in L.A.

Bust on bitches be-lly, rub it in they tummy

Lick it, say it`s yummy, then fuck yo` man

Fuck your plan, is it to rock the Tri-State?

Almost gold, 5 G`s at show gate

Or do you wanna see about seven digits

Fuck hoes exquisite, Cali, great place to visit

Chorus

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Chorus: Again to fade

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