Californication lyrics

[Bridge: ScHoolboy Q]
Hop up out the bed, turn my swag on
Trust me bruh, your b*tch is weak, something I would pass on
f*ck her with a mask on, ooh, I be tryna chill
And your ho be in the front row look like she off a pill

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
Just gimme that bass I need that 808
Sipping on that syrup, worries fade away
Got on my chains, I just got off a layaway
Do it the player way, okay-okay, okay-okay (Okay-okay)
Just know that ASAP be that TDE
We got the game in headlocks; I'm talking DDT
She on my TV screen; I'm talking DVD
British b*tches love my c*ck; I'm talking BBC
I'm in that BBC, n*ggas know I Bathing Ape
I'm sleeping with my Nina and I never put my blade away
Silly n*gga fix your face, you drinking all that haterade
My candy paint your favorite shake, okay-okay, okay-okay
My baddest b*tch your favorite shape
I spray the gauge that's race and gay
So f*ck your sex, your race and age
Most sickest since the plaguing age
Different sh*t, this day and age
They raise the bar now raise the stakes
I'm eating off that paper chase
Bread and butter, bacon eggs
[Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
Ca-ca-ca-californication
Cali-for-fornication, fornicating
Ca-ca-ca-californication
Cali-for-fornication, fornicating
Ca-ca-ca-californication
Cali-for-fornication, fornicating

[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]
Quincy, where you been? I been grooving with my team, ho
I seen your b*tch staring, I was on stage blowing Indo
Let me put it in though, f*ck you and your friend ho
Trust me bruh, your b*tch is weak but booty got potential
Every state I go now rack it up
Everything I wear now stacking up
Jeans Dior, no a n*gga ain't poor
These mothaf*ckas be a stack and up
These new n*ggas can't f*ck with us
Yo, Flacko why they wanna dress like you?
Hey, wanna rap like Q?
Hey, wear they bucket hats like Q?
Hey, probably be the reason why I f*cked your (ooh)
Only had one condom and I f*cked them too
n*gga gon' do what a n*gga gon' do
I'm a real n*gga from around the way, okay-okay
Do it the player way, ASAP, TDE here to stay
You fade away like Jordan J, okay-okay-okay
Still gangsta of the year, and in your favorite gear
Whispered in her ear, then drove it in her rear
Wipe my di*k off threw my hoodie on and disappear
See this is very-very, very rare, young listener
[Chorus: Schoolboy Q]
Ca-ca-ca-californication
Cali-for-fornication, fornicating
Ca-ca-ca-californication
Cali-for-fornication, fornicating
Ca-ca-ca-californication
Cali-for-fornication, fornicating

[Bridge: ScHoolboy Q]
Hop up out the bed, turn my swag on
Trust me bruh, your b*tch is weak, something I would pass on
f*ck her with a mask on, ooh, I be tryna chill
And your ho be in the front row look like she off a pill

[Chorus: Schoolboy Q]
Ca-ca-ca-californication
Cali-for-fornication, fornicating
Ca-ca-ca-californication
Cali-for-fornication, fornicating
Ca-ca-ca-californication
Cali-for-fornication, fornicating

[Verse 3: ScHoolboy Q]
For sure, I bring the baddest through, I sold dope on your avenue
The white girls call me radical, the black girls say I'm mad at you
The illest gangsta, no debate, a natural you must concentrate
I came in this unorthodox with two left shoes, no matching socks
But now my Glock will never stop, and now my stomach always show
I'm eating look my tummy swole, I guess thats where my money go
Eenie-minie-minie ho, I wrap my di*k with mistletoe
Come pull it out and kiss it ho, there he go
G sh*t through ya stereo, all my sh*t historical
Your sh*t need a miracle, toss that out my vehicle
Make you feel some type of way, make you feel some type of K
That body guard won't work today, yawk-yawk-yawk, what more can I say?
Money I make that sh*t replay, rewind, stack it up, moving freight
Rewind back it up no mistake, b*tch come right on my hanky pank
All my n*ggas be balling b*tch, all y'all b*tches be calling b*tch
Y'all n*ggas can't control a b*tch, hope my young n*ggas notice this
[Chorus: Schoolboy Q]
Ca-ca-ca-californication
Cali-for-fornication, fornicating
Ca-ca-ca-californication
Cali-for-fornication, fornicating
Ca-ca-ca-californication
Cali-for-fornication, fornicating

[Bridge: ScHoolboy Q]
Hop up out the bed, turn my swag on
Trust me bruh, your b*tch is weak, something I would pass on
f*ck her with a mask on, ooh, I be tryna chill
And your ho be in the front row look like she off a pill

[Chorus: Schoolboy Q]
Ca-ca-ca-californication
Cali-for-fornication, fornicating
Ca-ca-ca-californication
Cali-for-fornication, fornicating
Ca-ca-ca-californication
Cali-for-fornication, fornicating