B-Real - Caliente lyrics

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B-Real - Caliente lyrics

[Hook: Chanel West Coast] Uh, drinkin' all night till the sun rise I'm feelin' high like a f**in' fly And I don't give a f** what you tryna do Top of the world, got a penthouse view I got that cali-caliente, f** 'um if they won't play Cali-caliente, I'm hungry, these hoes thirsty Ca-cali-caliente, stackin' money all day Ca-cali-caliente, serve these chicken satay [Verse 1: Chanel West Coast] Sit-sit-sit back in the back In the Maybach, Instagram a selfie Ge-ge-ge-get them stacks Till the stacks so high I'm Oprah-wealthy Hi-hi-hi-hit it good If you ever wanna kick it [with] Chelsea I-I-I wish they would On fire these dudes call me [?] Caliente, suavemente My gla** half full, your gla** half empty Condo so high they need a lift pa** When I drive by your man, get whiplash Smoke one for the homies, sippin' on the forty Chillin' at the cribbo, yeah, I keep it low key Don't think you know me, I'm a different breed Wanna know me, C dub' C West Coast reppin' with Dr. Greenthumb Caliente, 'bout to smoke some OG rolled up, if you feel me poem If you hatin' hold up, if you smokin', smoke up [Hook: Chanel West Coast] Uh, drinkin' all night till the sun rise I'm feelin' high like a f**in' fly And I don't give a f** what you tryna do Top of the world, got a penthouse view I got that cali-caliente, f** 'um if they won't play Cali-caliente, I'm hungry, these hoes thirsty Ca-cali-caliente, stackin' money all day Ca-cali-caliente, serve these chicken satay [Verse 2: B-Real] Get it hot when it drop, let it pop off We get up on the spot, let it top off Greenthumb in a burn, money growups f** around, put you in the Smokebox We get high all day, doctor sells and you buy all day Doctor's gone and you cry all day No one told you get high all day Chanel in the West keep it live all day Haters deny but say I'd bite of [?] For a little more time, they align [?] Take another hit and fly away [Hook: Chanel West Coast] Uh, drinkin' all night till the sun rise I'm feelin' high like a f**in' fly And I don't give a f** what you tryna do Top of the world, got a penthouse view I got that cali-caliente, f** 'um if they won't play Cali-caliente, I'm hungry, these hoes thirsty Ca-cali-caliente, stackin' money all day Ca-cali-caliente, serve these chicken satay

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