Califa Thugs - Buckles Up lyrics
[Califa Thugs - Buckles Up lyrics]
Now can bounce like a bad check
Even when you have sex
I leave em crippled Frank commin triple
Whats next from a long night of cruisin
I line em up and then I start chosen
Them firme hynas down for an all nighter
And they kick with
Motherfuckin wicked westsider
As we slide slide with that gangsters pride
Not a studio pimp with my girl by my side
Frank V I'm staight single
Always down to mingle
Sharing is caring that's
My motherfuckin jingle
You say you got a man yeah I always hear it
But see I got a plan and
I can't break my spirit
So baby don't fear it cause
Tonight I'm bustin you
Your man ain't with you that's what
He gets for trustin you
It's a mans world and tonight your my girl
So hit the three wheel motion and
Let the forth one twirl
Hold your buckles up and raise
Your chin to the sky
Gettin ready to gangbang to this beat
And watch this gangster glide
This Califa Thug show me love
With the smoke bud
Smell the aroma of this smokin marijuana
Now Imma tell you somethin while your
Bumpin in your trunk in switchs
Bitchs wantin riches but they just
End up in ditches, slash
Califa Thugs will make you mash
Take that P make you perky
Leave your worries in the past
Now it's time to get high and drunk
And make you body numb
Because this nights begun
And these Califa Thugs will show
You how it's done from a flip of my tongue
I'm just blowin' and goin' and knowin'
And bitches be knowin that I don't know
And I always be comin' for something
Kick it a while, true to my style
Low Profile kickin it a while
Thugs will make you bounce if the ladies want
A Sur Califa Thugs will make you
Bounce like a Chevy '62
Openin up my eyes to another sunny day
San Diego, California
Simon thats where we stay
Busters, haters, disrespecters
You need to stay away
Hustlers, Bangers, Slangers
Makin' money anyway
That you possibly can cause you
Know that I'm that man
With an ounce in my hand, 6-1-9 be that land
Where you get that cronic, damn
Ain't no need for push and shove
Homie show me love this Califa Thug
Smokin all my cronic bud, buzzin off my beer
Makin' them bumpin' tracks that I
Know you wanna hear
Is it so clear please, don't push
So come in hear comin' in from the rear
All mest up with a suitcase
Put the car in rear, I charge in gear
I jacked a beer
While I get away wanna hear my
Say wanna hear my say
Smokin' and chokin' and puffin then takin' a
Hit from a big fat J everyday
Everyday homie you know that's how we
Do it in San Diego
Even when you have sex
I leave em crippled Frank commin triple
Whats next from a long night of cruisin
I line em up and then I start chosen
Them firme hynas down for an all nighter
And they kick with
Motherfuckin wicked westsider
As we slide slide with that gangsters pride
Not a studio pimp with my girl by my side
Frank V I'm staight single
Always down to mingle
Sharing is caring that's
My motherfuckin jingle
You say you got a man yeah I always hear it
But see I got a plan and
I can't break my spirit
So baby don't fear it cause
Tonight I'm bustin you
Your man ain't with you that's what
He gets for trustin you
It's a mans world and tonight your my girl
So hit the three wheel motion and
Let the forth one twirl
Hold your buckles up and raise
Your chin to the sky
Gettin ready to gangbang to this beat
And watch this gangster glide
This Califa Thug show me love
With the smoke bud
Smell the aroma of this smokin marijuana
Now Imma tell you somethin while your
Bumpin in your trunk in switchs
Bitchs wantin riches but they just
End up in ditches, slash
Califa Thugs will make you mash
Take that P make you perky
Leave your worries in the past
Now it's time to get high and drunk
And make you body numb
Because this nights begun
And these Califa Thugs will show
You how it's done from a flip of my tongue
I'm just blowin' and goin' and knowin'
And bitches be knowin that I don't know
And I always be comin' for something
Kick it a while, true to my style
Low Profile kickin it a while
Thugs will make you bounce if the ladies want
A Sur Califa Thugs will make you
Bounce like a Chevy '62
Openin up my eyes to another sunny day
San Diego, California
Simon thats where we stay
Busters, haters, disrespecters
You need to stay away
Hustlers, Bangers, Slangers
Makin' money anyway
That you possibly can cause you
Know that I'm that man
With an ounce in my hand, 6-1-9 be that land
Where you get that cronic, damn
Ain't no need for push and shove
Homie show me love this Califa Thug
Smokin all my cronic bud, buzzin off my beer
Makin' them bumpin' tracks that I
Know you wanna hear
Is it so clear please, don't push
So come in hear comin' in from the rear
All mest up with a suitcase
Put the car in rear, I charge in gear
I jacked a beer
While I get away wanna hear my
Say wanna hear my say
Smokin' and chokin' and puffin then takin' a
Hit from a big fat J everyday
Everyday homie you know that's how we
Do it in San Diego