Sunny California lyrics

[Verse 1: Phora]

C-A-L-I-FORN-I-A
I don't know where the f*ck you've been
If you don't know my name
Phora tag on the wall so they know I came
I ain't got no sleep for the past four-five days
But I'm still asking around what's poppin tonight
And my boys said he's trying to paint a spot but I might
Go and kick it with my girl I always end up in some trouble G
But if you need some weed, hit my n*gga Double G
Wanna see how the west rolls, then come with me
In the benz bumppin I got love and we drunk
Bumpin G f*ck, 90 miles an hour over speed bumps
Yellin rest in peace NATE D-O-Double G
I'm bringing the funk back, the west was never dead
We were just having too much fun jack
I'm from that, sunny C-A and you must admit
We're getting down aren't we
If you're from the west, bump this at your house party n*gga

[Hook: Phora]

Sunny California, Dime pieces and bomb bud
Throw yo f*ckin dubs up, West Coast, West Coast
California, Dime pieces and bomb bud
Throw yo f*ckin dubs up, West Coast, West Coast
[Verse 2: Phora]
Ain't nothing like that California weather
Summer breeze and palm trees, nothing feels better
Than the sand between your toes, and the mist from the ocean
Chillin at the beach with a dime piece smokin on a fattie
Yeah she calls me Papi not Daddy, Oh how I love these women
You meet in Cali, from the dark skin beauties to the thick latinas
Crazy white girls, can't forget ya'll neither
The only radio station I bump is K-DAY, 93.5 on the 1-0-1 freeway
With the windows down, my CD spinning
Catch me in your town you gonna see me grinnin
Cause I"m loving life and I ain't got no time for a hater
I'm just on the grind for some paper
West Coast tatted on my wrist, and if you got the outline of Cali
Tatted you the sh*t, crusin downtown under city lights
We rock chucks and white tees n*gga get it right
Barbeques and Laker games, we just living life
But them beautiful Cali days can turn to wicked nights
So watch your back n*gga

[Hook: Phora]

Sunny California, Dime pieces and bomb bud
Throw yo f*ckin dubs up, West Coast, West Coast
California, Dime pieces and bomb bud
Throw yo f*ckin dubs up, West Coast, West Coast
[Verse 3: Phora]

Look I say West, West (West, West)
Say West, West (West, West)
Say CALIF-ORN-I-A (CALIF-ORN-I-A)
CALIF-ORN-IA (CALIF-ORN-I-A)
Say West Coast (West Coast)
West Coast (West Coast)
Now say Sunny C-A (Sunny C-A)
Sunny C-A (Sunny C-A)
714 to the 562
818 always show love when I slide through
323 to the 626 ya'll know how to get down
To that West Coast sh*t
213 to 909, throw them f*ckin dubs up when I roll by
619 to the 760, put that b*tch in cruise control
And let it just roll, aye aye, let it just roll
Put that b*tch in cruise control and let it just roll
Aye look, let it just roll, put that b*tch
In cruise control and let it just roll

[Outro: Phora]
Yeah, let it just roll
Aye, let that b*tch roll
Just let it roll, just let it roll
Sunny California is my home n*gga