Somethin To Bump To Lyrics - Singles - Califa Thugs

[Mr. Sancho] 

Come with us and let's toast 

Chillin in the west coast 

Finest City with the best hoes, San Diego 

Feelin the urge to choken, token, poten 

But provokin hallucination [nation] 

I lovin the face you're facin 

Chasin firme hynas 

Havin to wine and dinna 

To bump and grind her 

Playa hatas can not find us 

Cause I'm san diego's finest 

Chicanos rifando mirando la ? 

ando causando delitos humanos ese 

ahora levanta la manos gent lentamente 

Cause I'm the one with the gun 

And I'm usin it for fun, run 

Cause I'ma stun you with the tip of my tongue 

Smokin a blunt passin it to the side 

To my homie OFI 

Then it goes around to the homie Spanish Fly 

Why, cause we gotta get high, so high 

Party wit the ladies to the crack of sun rise 

Suprise dialated eyes, party over 

Time to leave cause I'm comin down my high 

baby 

[Chorus: OFI] 

This the kinda of shit 

Tthat you bump to get drunk to 

Smoke a blunt to 

Do what you want to 

This the kinda shit that'll 

Make them freaks want you 

Make em cheat on 

Steal your chesse from you 

[2x] 

["O.G." Spanish Fly a.k.a Maniac] 

Woke up one mornin 

Threw on my shoes 

Hit the liquor store 

Grabed 40 ounce of booze 

Rolled up a joint 

Put it to the sky 

I be gettin high until the day that I die 

With the homies gettin druged out ain't gotta lie 

Califa Thugs kickin playin wit a nine 

Playin Russian, pull it, cock it back 

And bust it real quick 

The shit that I'm on is hit and it sounds sick 

Always and forever, I'm down for whatever 

Whether it's not clever, or in a stormy weather 

Kickin it wit homies, never roll with phonies 

You'll never catch me strolling down the street with no knowmies 

Keep my head fool, I never look down 

No one can catch me slippin that's on me and on the brown 

So listen up to what I say 

Because my shits out, and it's out to stay 

[Chorus] 

[OFI] 

I'm ridin low, but I'm all so high 

Got my top droped and my head in the sky 

Cruisin by the beach checkin out all the asses 

Chrome rims blingin, better get your sun glasses 

Who's that vato wit the frozen wrist 

Even make stuck up hoes do the neck twist 

They say a little loco shouldn't roll like this 

That I belong in a regal or a cutlass 

But sorry, if it's a bucket I don't roll it 

Ride so cold, you think a mothafucka stole it 

That seems to be our stero types, but I don't fit 

I never sleep. and I always stay committed 

Always on the grind always gettin mine 

Always pack a nine, always mack to a bitch if she's fine 

Sinnin from the beginin until the end of time 

And when I'm done wit my son, this shit rewinds 

When you see me, don't say he's too good for his people 

Say he works hard and got's no equal 

If you're hyna I just blow you a kiss 

But if you a homie I'll throw up the brown fist, like this 

[Chorus]