LL Cool J - Going Back To Cali Edit

Advising realizing, she's sizing me up

And I ran away with the bottle of wine

And it's fly, cause it's sittin on dayton's

And pulled out the suntan lotion

And three girls waiting

Going back to cali, stylin, profilin

Growlin, and smilin, while in the sun

Her bikini small; heels tall

I asked her to the barn, so we could hit the hay

I said, close your eyes, I got a surprise

I'm going back to cali yea y'all, I don't think so

I'm going back to cali, cali, cali

I'm going back to cali, cali, cali

I'm going back to cali, cali, cali

I'm going back to cali, cali, cali

I'm going back to cali, cali, cali

I'm going back to cali, shakin 'em, bakin 'em

I'm going back to cali.

I'm going back to cali. I don't think so

I'm going back to cali. I don't think so

Laurents steering wheel, plushed out, gold leaf phantom top

Movement of the wind, back wheels spin

Now I thought that was fast, but this girl was faster

Passing all the cars on the way

Pop in a cassette and push play

She said, she liked, the ocean

She showed me a beach, gave me a peach

Takin 'em to spots they never before hung

The record skip, but this girl kept dancin

Vrrrroom engine's blowin, the chrome, is shining

Where the a.c.'s cold, and the girls still strip

(*saxophone solo*)