Karaoké Going Back to Cali The Notorious B.I.G.

Uh, when the la-la hits you lyrics just splits you

Head so hard, that your hat can't fit you

Either I'm with you or against you

Format bent you back through that maze I sent you

Talking to the rap inventor

Nigga with the game tight fifth that flame right

Spell my name right

B-I, double-G, I-E

Iced out, lights out me and Cease-A-Leo

Getting 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 'cos I got my dick sucked and my balls licked

Forfeit, the game is mine

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

It's the, N-O T-O R-I O U-S you just, lay down, slow

Recognize a real Don when you see one

Sipping on booze in the House of Blues

I'm going going back back to Cali Cali

I'm going going back back to Cali Cali

I'm going going back back to Cali Cali

I'm going going back back to Cali Cali

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 breast in the West

Smoke some nice sess in the West y'all niggas is a mess thinking I'm gon' stop

Giving LA 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

Beeper start to flash eight-one-eight, two-one-three three-one-three'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

Sipping Crist-o with some freaks from Frisco

I'm going going back back to Cali Cali

I'm going going back back to Cali Cali

I'm going going back back to Cali Cali

I'm going going back back to Cali Cali

Cali got gun play models on the runway

Scream Biggie Biggie gimme one more chance

I be whipping 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

Met a bitch at the

Versace store

Said she suck it 'till I ain't got no more, only in LA

Bust on bitches belly rub it in their tummy

Lick it, say it's yummy then fuck your man

What's your plan

Is it to rock the Tri-State

Almost gold five Gs a show date

Or do you wanna see about seven digits

Fuck hoes exquisite

Cali great place to visit

I'm going going back back to Cali Cali

I'm going going back back to Cali Cali

I'm going going back back to Cali Cali

I'm going going back back to Cali Cali

I'm going going back back to Cali Cali

I'm going going back back to Cali Cali

I'm going going back back to Cali Cali

I'm going going back back to Cali Cali

I'm going going back back to Cali Cali

I'm going going back back to Cali Cali