Going Back To Cali - LL COOL J

I’m going back to Cali, Cali, Cali

I’m going back to Cali, I don’t think so

I’m going back to Cali, Cali, Cali

I’m going back to Cali, I don’t think so

Going back to Cali, stylin', profilin'

Growlin' and smilin' while in the sun

The top is down on the black Corvette

And it’s fly 'cause it’s sittin' on Dayton’s

Laurents steering wheel, plushed out

Gold-leaf phantom top and three girls wait

Engine’s blowin', the chrome is shining

Passing all the cars on the way

Movement of the wind, back wheels spin

Pop in a cassette and push play

I’m going back to Cali

Going back to Cali, I don’t think so

I’m going back to Cali

Going back to Cali, I don’t think so

I’m going back to Cali, shakin' 'em, bakin' 'em

Takin' 'em to spots they never before hung

But fuck that place, on Sunset it’s a trip

Where the AC’s cold and the girls still strip

The record skip but this girl kept dancin'

Prancin', grindin', grinnin', romancin'

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

I wanna do this, Brutus but I don’t wanna pay

I’m going back to Cali

Going back to Cali, no man, I don’t think so

I’m going back to Cali

Going back to Cali, fuck that, I don’t think so

I’m going back to Cali, risin', surprisin'

Advisin', realizin', she’s sizin' me up

Her bikini, small heels, tall

She said, she liked the ocean

She showed me a beach, gave me a peach

And pulled out the suntan lotion

Now I thought that was fast but this girl was faster

She’s lookin' for a real good time

I said, «Close your eyes, I got a surprise»

And I ran away with the bottle of wine

I’m going back to Cali

Going back to Cali, I don’t think so

I’m going back to Cali

Going back to Cali, I don’t think so

I’m going back to Cali

Going back to Cali, no man, I don’t think so

I’m going back to Cali

Going back to Cali, fuck that, I don’t think so