Coolin In Cali lyrics

[ VERSE 1: Bret E.B. ]
Coolin in Cali, goin far
Introduction to a brand new star
Comin from the west - Hollywood
Best believe, to go we`re good
Baskin in the sunshine, drink a little wine
A tender cutie, yo, you know I`m gonna find
Livin on the beach underneath palm trees
Wear my shorts to show off the knees
That`s the life, yo, you wanna live it
Do what I do, anything, you would give it
Like Sinatra do it my way
Job is the work, gettin paid the play
Cause I`m

(Coolin in Cali)
(Coolin in Cali)

[ VERSE 2: Bret E.B. ]
Want some of this, well, I have no crew
You wanna do me harm, get the old (1-2)
Combination, makin all bells ring
A fighter and a lover, yo, I`m good at everything
Geffentown, so watch what you see
My word is bond, and this is gonna be
A frenzy of fun, man, it`s insanity
(Is he crazy?) Forget the vanity
I like the path, though the road is dark
Make you move and groove as I make my mark
In history, leavin no mystery
Don`t like defeat, goin for victory

(Coolin)
(Coolin in Cali)
(Coolin in Cali)

[ VERSE 3: Bret E.B. ]
Like a Snicker I satisfy
Overcome? Don`t even try
Chillin like a villain, but I live like a king
This is Cali (Cali) you know how I swing
Look around, take in the beauty
Not to mention all the fly cuties
Keep your arm pumpin as the two break wild
Listen to the music, enjoy the style
I wanna party, yes, have some fun
The night is young and we just begun
So come along upon a journey to a land unknown
Deliver you from evil and bring you home

(Coolin in Cali)
(Coolin in Cali)

(Clap your hands)
(To what he`s doin)

(Clap) (clap) (clap) (clap) (clap your hands)
(Clap your hands)
(Clap your hands)

[ VERSE 4: Bret E.B. ]
Not a game, don`t play me like Calico
I get punani because you love the dicko
Drink a Mai Thai, sit in the sand
Rock the house - you know I can
The energzier make you all go `oy!`
I`m worth a million, you`re just a toy
I buy my brew, yes, all year round
You`re lookin for what I have found
California girls - in bikinis
Make a wish, cause I`m your djini
The way I`m livin, you think it`s a dream
Break your neck to be down with the scene

(Coolin in)
(Coolin in)

[ VERSE 5: Bret E.B. ]
You and I (I, I...) what it is
Droppin science, takin care of biz
7A3 - immortal majesty
Here`s the order, and it`s gonna be
California boy raised in East New York
Gettin paid top dollar for the way that I talk
Listen to my words, cause the teacher must teach
Take a sentence and rhythm, commence to speak
Native of Brooklyn, live in L.A.
Chill in the crib, write the rhymes to say
And when it`s over, the pen is smokin and worn
Coolin in Cali, peace - I`m gone