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SABI FEAT. TYGA lyrics : "Cali Love"

La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
Cali love


My type of town and my deep
Rolled in the Cali sweets

My music turnt up
My crew mobbing like what say
Singing ta, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la
Cali love
My type of town and my hood

The boys looking what's good
My crew stay turnt up
My girls mobbing like what

Singing ta, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
Cali love


My crew mobbing, I'm hot
Ray Bans and my flip flops

Gold's all in my wrist watch
Food parties on rooftops
They got trees and you know this

Sit back cause they roll in
Now la, la, la, la, la, la, la
That California sun

Bring the west coast love
Won't you come and get some
Of that California dreaming


My type of town and my deep
Rolled in the Cali sweets

My music turnt up
My crew mobbing like what say
Singing ta, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la
Cali love
My type of town and my hood

The boys looking what's good
My crew stay turnt up
My girls mobbing like what

Singing la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
Cali love


We still mobbing, I'm hot
Zuma beach and my sun block

I'm heading to my night spot
City lights to my back drop
We cursing down my block

Bobbing heads to that Tupac
Like la, la, la, la, la, la
That California sun

Bring the west coast love
Won't you come and get some
Of that California dreaming


My type of town and my deep
Rolled in the Cali sweets

My music turnt up
My crew mobbing like what say
Singing ta, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la
Cali love
My type of town and my hood

The boys looking what's good
My crew stay turnt up
My girls mobbing like what

Singing la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
Cali love


Oh, palm trees, sex on the beach
Corvette, leather seats

My queen awaits and I'm wide awake
Cause I'm the king
It's like a chess game
And I'm playing for keeps
Pop that top for me

Then I'm gonna make that, that #~!!@ leach
She call me baby boy, no tide reach
So I beat it up, like I leap
Pardon me, king me
You everywhere you ain't supposed to be

So get close to me and arose to me
Grow with me, we can take...for weeks
I'm shot down riding on the sunset
Can't turn the music down cause I'm turnt up
Bet she ain't gonna walk the same way

Bet she ain't gonna talk the same way
When she get a taste of LA

My type of town and my deep
Rolled in the Cali sweets

My music turnt up
My crew mobbing like what say
Singing ta, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
Cali love
My type of town and my hood

The boys looking what's good
My crew stay turnt up
My girls mobbing like what
Singing la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
Cali love
Yeah, oh-oh

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