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Every morning when I wake up, uh,Money on my mind, good times and get caked up, uh,Sunshine coming through my blindsI'm living but, really though, it's never enough10 milli on, that's a must,Living in California, everybody wanna visit forWomen, weed and weather(They come for) women, weed and weatherFor the women, weed and weather(From all around the world for the) women, weed and weatherThese n*ggas'll kill for that, put it in your grill for thatStill everybody gotta build for that; me? I make mills off thatHow the f*ck can't y'all see I ride, when I drive,Down the block and you look outside,H-A-T-E in your eyes, I enter big money for the enterpriseIt's a beautiful day I guess for a b*tch to roll with Andre I guessRoll it up, baby come lift that dress then roll it up for me when I'm stressedYou might catch me in Atlanta looking like a bossNew Orleans and then Miami, party in New YorkTexas I be screwed up, Chi town I be really pimpingBut nothing like my hometown I'm forever livingWomen, weed and weatherLetras de canciones(They come for) women, weed and weatherFor the women, weed and weather(From all around the world for the) women, weed and weatherGot that women, weed and weatherYo, it sound clever, come and playWhat more can I say? Welcome to LAMy n*gga said he wanna fly out to get him - some3 W's only for a three day runB*tch, take them motherf*cking panties off, you ain't no - nun, sh*tI be living in the sky every time I ride by them hoesRibbon in the sky on the radio cause Stevie know I controlLet it breathe, I controlCalifornia living 'til I am oldYou want to be one, to peak on the chartSo the peons can be gone and pee on their heartsShe in the coupe, she in the NeonCause she on the BS before we can startF*ck with a n*gga, ride with a n*ggaLet 'em know the priority order me HennessyAnd for my n*ggas OG KillaCall it Jason Voorhees, boy he on his jobBoy he sure be having the marksOn they mark, pretty b*tches and tire marksLet 'em inhale them pipe exhaustsLet 'em reveal how much it costFor this life controlling my viceNo way hell no, uh uhIf I'm wrong then I don't wanna be rightYou want to be one, to peak on the chartSo the peons can be gone and pee on their heartsWomen, weed, weather, it's not my faultThat it's 82 degrees and my top peeled offYou might catch me in Atlanta looking like a bossNew Orleans and then Miami, party in New YorkTexas I be screwed up, Chi town I be really pimpingBut nothing like my hometown I'm forever livingWomen, weed and weather(They come for) women, weed and weatherFor the women, weed and weather(From all around the world for the) women, weed and weatherGot that women, weed and weatherYo, it sound clever, come and playWhat more can I say? Welcome to LAKnown for that homegrown where I come fromSmoke one, palm trees, double D's got 'em topless in the sunI shall proceed, that's me, muthaf*ck your opinionHow many ways am I killing 'em, sh*t, right around a billionWe on it, that mean we living for the momentThat mean she'll f*ck 'til the morning, time and I got timeAnd I know that I'm in a position of controlling, anything, I buy that oceanI'm a boss I'll buy that ocean, ain't nobody f*cking with thisThey want that sh*t, they often fiend, I give it to 'em, but in betweenMy time, I gotta tie shoestrings, life's a trip when you want these thingsI often slip and then I lean toward 3 W's in lifeYou know blowjob need an application, eating pussy make appetiteAnd yeah my type, I like 'em brown, just like my drink, the f*ck you thinkI don't f*ck wit' no hand me downs, see if you f*ck then it's after meYou know how much I'ma make it work?You know her dress, slip it in her purseWhen you discussed your love for lustJust make sure you visit here first, CaliYou might catch me in Atlanta looking like a bossNew Orleans and then Miami, party in New YorkTexas I be screwed up, Chi town I be really pimpingBut nothing like my hometown I'm forever livingWomen, weed and weather(They come for) women, weed and weatherFor the women, weed and weather(From all around the world for the) women, weed and weatherGot that women, weed and weatherYo, it sound clever, come and playWhat more can I say? Welcome to LA From Letras Mania