california nights

, want your neck grabbed, ass smacked cake and the neck grabbed, ass smacked cake and the, ass smacked cake grab, ass smacked cake and the neck grabbed, ass smacked cake and then that's that, i should've been, running with marilyn and franklin, taking acid with jimmy i love him, fat asses and skinny several, hard d, like a roll of pennies you lucky. in my cup be in the cuts with tequila, gin, don't forget the bubbly. mp streets 3 am man we grubbing, no jobs, no chores and i love it, turn that shit off i don't think much of it, i don't think back, i ain't got enough time to, and you sure can't rewind you, i love her lies but she always tryna find truth. ha, i'm really not trying to; complex that's how god designed you, and those breast i wonder how he drew you, straight cup, no need to woo you. we both know what we here to do, i ain't gotta read your mind, i know you want your neck grabbed, ass smacked cake and then that's that, now were past that, nuff' chit chat. late nights, later mornings, now the truth that you cornered, we living while you bending corners, how we was bending in the benz, cents sins and more cents, but fuck it girl you got it in, now its just a fuck cuz i'm in the win, blowing with the leaves one with breeze outside, we young and we free, you still you, i'm still me. and we, might never meet up, but you still can think about your feet up. and i can still think about that mouth on you, and i can still think about that south on you, and at the end of the day, its just another night in california.