Going Back to Cali (Club Mix)

[Intro: Stevie J & The Notorious B.I.G.]

Goin' back to Cali (Uh)

[Verse 1: The Notorious B.I.G.]

When the la-la hits ya, lyrics just split ya

Head so hard that your hat can't fit you

Either I'm with ya or against ya

Format bent ya, back through that maze I sent ya

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 'cause I got my dick suckеd

And my balls licked, forfeit, the gamе 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

[Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G. & Stevie J]

I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali)

I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali)

I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali)

I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (California)

[Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G.]

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 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

Beeper start to flash, 818s, 213s

313s, 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 Crist-o, with some freaks from Frisco

[Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G. & Stevie J]

I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali)

I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali)

I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali)

I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (California)

[Verse 3: The Notorious B.I.G.]

Cali got gunplay, 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 'til I ain't got no more, only in L.A. 

Bust on bitches belly, rub it in they 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

[Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G. & Stevie J]

I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali)

I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali)

I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali)

I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali)

I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali)

I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali)

I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali)

I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali)

[Outro: The Notorious B.I.G. & Stevie J]

I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali)

I'm going-going back-back to Cali-Cali (Going back to Cali)