Going Back To Cali Lyrics - Life After Death - 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 Cease-a-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 

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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 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 Cristo, with some freaks from Frisco 

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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 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 

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