Party Ova Here lyrics - Cali Swag District (feat. Ty Dolla Sign)

Yea, Dollar Sign!

(Adrian Swish)

[Chorus:]

I got my niggas ova here (niggas ova here)

We got bitches ova here (bitches ova here)

We got bottles ova here (bottles ova here)

We got mollies ova here (mollies ova here)

It’s a party ova here, ain’t nuttin ova there [x2]

Bottle after bottle, molly after molly

Got some bird bitch start lookin like she Holly

An there be bitches after bitches, so I be on em hoes

I be tryna crack dem bitches that none a homies know

They be turnt, they banging, watch them throw up d sex

An I’m jus jumpin I be poppin I’ll be lookin for sex

Well that’s yo friend, that’s a good one baby tell her she next

She call ma phone, I decline an reply wit a text

Like what’s poppin ova there (poppin ova there)

We poppin ova here (poppin ova here)

We got mollies everywhere (mollies everywhere), smoke up in d air

Say we on up ova here (on up ova here)

We gone up ova here (gone up ova here)

Ya’ll loners ova there (loners ova there)

Ya’ll sober ova there (sober ova there)

[Chorus]

She see dirk ova here, I tell her come ova here

Ain’t no nerds up ova here, real niggas ova here

I do ma thang in G gang, I got yo man up ova here

Can’t fuck wit lames, won’t say no names

We make it rain up ova here

Yea we way too fresh in d building, money high as a ceiling

Smokin cuter I kill em, only real ones I’m feelin

She wanna hop in d beamer, she tryna live wit a baller

But lil ma not a keeper so she get molly an water

I turn it up ain’t no stoppin

I make yo girlfriend a actress, she bring her friend an we swappin

I thought the benches was poppin (we be fuckin in d club)

An they get mad ova there, cause it’s jus weak ova there

They weak ova there, they cheap ova there

[Chorus]

[Chorus]

Whats Happening lyrics - Cali Swag District

Niggas on some cold shit

[Chorus:]

What’s happening (waddup), waddup bro (waddup)

What’s happening (waddup), waddup hoe

What’s happening (waddup), waddup bro (waddup)

What’s happening (waddup), waddup hoe

What’s happening (waddup), waddup bro (waddup)

What’s happening (waddup), waddup hoe

What’s happening (waddup), waddup bro (waddup)

When a nigga slidin I’m like waddup hoe

They be like “Smooth”, I’m like “Yea that’s me”

Same ol’ nigga from hundred an three (yea)

Ain’t nuttin changed but d shoes on ma feet

An d way dat I flow when I’m cruisin d beat

Wake dem niggas up cause I know they asleep

Yo bitch be flippin I know she a freak

I don’t wanna fuck if I know I can beat em

Sippin on d lace so I’m fallin asleep (ha!)

Same nigga, same zip code

Still ain’t no thug but a nigga tryna tip round

Cause every gangs you got niggas gettin chip mode

So I jus went an got a bitch strapped from ma bigelow

Ni-niggas ain’t even gon’ get close (no!)

So I jus stay shaded like d windows

Ni-nigga had to switch up d whip

An nobody get a stash spot jus to hold a extra clip (ha)

They like “Smooth why you do it to em?” (do what)

I’m like I ain’t do shit but I can if they want me to prove it to em (bitch)

Gotta live a butt a bullshit but that don’t mean no young nigga cannot stay wid a full clip

[Chorus]

Look I’ll stay on chill shit, next year me a melt it

Got verses like Bibles, I thank God I’m gifted (thank God)

Kush by the acre, I wake her an bake her

She licked it, I twist it tornado, yea (yea)

4 in ma whip I put 4 in ma drink

If it’s 4 in the clip I put 4 where you think?! (yea)

Fuckin these hoes they don’t sleep, I sell dreams (no)

Shows overseas I get money that’s not green (whatev)

I been, around d world (literally)

Tried out a hundred flows (lyrically)

Ran through a hundred hoes (physically)

Some friends turn into foes (enemies)

Ha!

[Chorus]

Look, alot a niggas lame an I swear to God

Claim to be real but they really fraud (fraud)

Shit don’t seem even man these niggas out (fuck it)

I jus keep ma distance an get on ma job

Look, oh what you mad cause I’m stylin on ya?

Got a New York bitch an I’m from California

D homie copped a foreign but he really d owner

An I’m really from d hood, d homies are roun d corner

Ugh, fly nigga do fly shit, wit d same niggas I get high wit

Dem d same niggas I ride wit

Same niggas I fight wit

Prob’ly d same niggas that I die wit (fa real)

To keep dis shit G ma nigga I’m jus tryna get ma paper up

Countin paper till ma fingers get paper cuts

D gunshots had to wake em up (brah, brah, brah)

Different niggas no mistakin us (nah)

What’s happening, nigga? But you can’t hang wid us (nah)

They feel some type a way I’m gettin rich on em

But I don’t give a fuck cause you a bitch homie

Like fuck a fake friend, they’ll switch on me (switch on me)

An neva trust a bitch that’ll snitch on me

[Chorus]

Beast lyrics - Cali Swag District

Smoove

Hey I still have some shit to say

Look, ugh

May 15th two thousand eleven

Me an ma niggas we watched one of our dogs go to heaven

So sad but it’s a blessing, for Bone there’s no more stressin

Dealin wit dis bullshit called life, so depressin

But fo’ you we gon’ ride till we all fall flat

Ima let it all out, mothafuckas hold back

Bone was d backbone an we had Bone back

So in ma mothafuckin heart that’s where I keep Bone at

We say bread but you brone so watch over d team

Make sure we all see d things that we preciously dream

An even though you not here, you still gon’ be d nigga wit d record a d year

I never live in fear, let’s get dis shit clear

I’m tryna get fucked up, mixin dark wit d clear

Just to keep ma mind off it an in anotha place

Wear a frown on ma heart but a smile on ma face

[Chorus:]

An I put dat on ma mama, they a neva see me sweat

Dem niggas start trippin ma niggas old enough to text

Alot a shit be on ma mind I gotta get it off ma chest

So me an ma niggas can eat, fuck it we gon’ call it beast

Cause I’m a mothafuckin

Beast [x6]

(Tell em) Yea I’m a mothafuckin

Beast [x6]

(Tell em) Yea I’m a mothafuckin

Beast [x6]

(Tell em) Yea I’m a mothafuckin

Beast [x6]

Yea I’m a mothafuckin beast

I be under pressure, it will neva be d same

I swear they got to sue me but they neva feel d pain

Roll d presidential cause ma time is not a game

An I will pull up on yo block wit CSD in every lane

Flyin through these tracks is got me feelin like a train

When you gettin money nigga money ain’t a thang

Pullin on dis ill, miss d homies locked in jail

When they free you from yo cell we gon’ take over d game

Fill a nigga flow cause it’s deeper than a drain

I ride low like a terrace on a plane

Two red bones an they body look d same

Twin turbos dat Bugatti’s insane like

[Chorus]

I’m so beasty, we so beasty

Bone’s so beasty, we so beasty

Yung’s so beasty, we so beasty

3rd’s so beasty, we all beasty

Ugh, like I’m climbin up d building

Beatin on my chest to dese mothafuckas listenin

Cali Swag niggi an I feel like some’n missin

Bone not here but he watchin from a distance

So I’m steady heatin up, catch me cookin in d kitchen

They tell me don’t reply to dese niggas steady dissin

So I’m steady gettin high goin in on dis condition

Shittin on dese niggas cause I feel like it’s ma mission

So murder everything so dese niggas pay attention

Mad cause we rap my nigga stop bitchin

If I could go back man I jus keep shittin like

Fuck you niggas an I have a little pissinade

I’m a mothafuckin

Beast [x6]

I’m a mothafuckin

Beast [x6]

I’m a mothafuckin

Beast [x6]

I’m a mothafuckin

Beast [x6]

Yea I’m a mothafuckin beast

An I put dat on ma mama, they a neva see me sweat

Dem niggas start trippin ma niggas old enough to text

Alot a shit be on ma mind I gotta get it off ma chest

So me an ma niggas can eat, fuck it we gon’ call it beast

Cause I’m a mothafuckin

Beast [x6]

Yea I’m a mothafuckin

Beast [x6]

Yea I’m a mothafuckin beast!

We All We Got lyrics - Cali Swag District (feat. Meaku & Kamie)

[Chorus:]

Fight, for what, you believe in

Cause I know, what, you been feelin

Right now times is real hard mind is on edge we took a loss

But we right here, back on the top

These is my friends so you should know that we all we got

“For those who don’t know, we have Smove, still smooth, we got Mr Swag himself,

Yung, we got Mr 3rd, JayAre, yea we got the dougie master, yes I said it the dougie master, M-Bone! M-Bone!”

(Swish)

[Chorus:]

Fight, for what, you believe in

Cause I know, what, you been feelin

Right now times is real hard mind is on edge we took a loss

But we right here, back on the top

These is my friends so you should know that we all we got

We all we got [x3]

I know

We all we got [x4]

I know

Damn I miss ma nigga, damn I miss ma dawg

We made it all togetha but we had to take a loss

Damn, why we had to take that loss?

Some sharks at d bottom, makin sure they see us fall

Boys from d hood they be not supposed to make it out

But they pride up, fake smiles, congratulations

Give them everything they want an then I laugh when they take it

They ask me how I felt I wasn’t happy can you fake it

But I stuck wit ma team, stuck wit ma team

Wit d struggle wit ma pain I still stuck wit ma team

People say we wasn’t shit but they was everything

We gon’ get it back right cause in ma heart I believe

I should attempt everything fo’ ma nigga dat’s gone

So fo’ you ma nigga, we gon’ live on

Yea, we gon’ live on, it’s a long road but we gotta be strong and

[Chorus]

Life is a game so be careful who you dealin wit

Everybody not cool, watch who you chillin wit

The vibe of a real nigga got yo girl feelin it

Me an M-Bone’s at d true store killin it

We can’t stop we got too many fans

A hundred thousand dougie at d Battle of the Bands

School tours, concerts, summer jams

Cali nigga stand out girl you know who I am

I can make it big if you wanna jump on it

I want dis shit forever ya’ll jus livin fo’ d moment

All ma brothas keepin me delivered I’m a donor

We ain’t takin no ails jus show me ma opponent

Still 3rd if I put it down first

Keep d grass cut low, see d snakes doing dirt

Live an learn, take a turn fo’ d worse, gotta fight even when it hurts

Look

[Chorus]

Look, listen what I’m tryna tell you

Don’t buy everything dese niggas try to sell you

Everybody ain’t yo friend

An everybody ain’t gon’ stick around until d end

Gotta weed out d snakes, it’s real verse d fake

Fo’ dat rectangle paper closest to you tend to hate

Niggas mad cause you got up off yo ass, like they can’t

I can’t meet you over there, but can you meet me at d bank

In d centre a d city ma nigga that’s where I stay

I got dreams of gettin bigger ma nigga then get away

Seem like d niggas where you from only live to compete

You gotta know about d street befo’ you be out in d street

You can have all that I’m tryna live on d beach

Tryna get up to d top where we started underneath

But what a hater gotta say cause ain’t nothin outta reach

M-Bone rest in peace, until d day we meet

It’s (we all we got)

All I can say is, this is my moment (we all we got)

Fight through the pain and (we all we got)

Live for the moment (we all we got)

[x2]

“Life gives us gifts, tools to succeed, yet that out of our control we pray on, fertilize, stay strong, grounded, planting, water our seeds.

My first and last leg, a relay race, my team. Today I found the biggest stone engraved in it to read, we all we got, C-S-D”

(Swish)

Heated, heated, heated

Started from d bottom now we heated

Even for ma niggas, now we heated

Heated, heated, heated

Started from d bottom now we here now

Ridin wit ma niggas, cause we here now

Fuck dem other niggas, cause we here now

We here now, here now

Started from d bottom now we here now

Started from d bottom ooh-oh-oh, ooh

Dat Nigga lyrics - Cali Swag District

[Chorus:]

I been dat nigga (I been dat nigga)

Dat nigga dat nigga (dat nigga dat nigga) [x3]

I been dat nigga (I been dat nigga)

Dat nigga dat nigga (dat nigga dat nigga) [x3]

MC Ham on d buckle

Dumbest blunt on ma knuckles

Biggest fool in dem brothels

Can’t knock ma hustle

Work a pit not duffle

Never run nor wrestle

Never talk when they cuff you, not even if you want to

Dese streets don’t luh you (na)

Dese streets don’t luh you (na)

They blame us fo’ sayin fuck (fuck it)

Too foreign fo’ ma buckie

Who pass dat like he snubby

I passed dat to ma cousin

You can have dat cause you snappy

Now all ma niggas are stuntin

Bitches always want somethin

So I pass dat like it’s nothin

So I passed dat to ma cousin

Now all ma niggas is fuckin

Ma money look bigger

But I been dat nigga

When you been dat nigga?

Cause I been dat nigga

[Chorus]

I been dat nigga

Dat nigga, dat nigga

I stay wit some bitches

I stay wit some swishes

I’m whippin a foreign

On roads to riches

I stay wit new hundreds

Ma fingers they itchin

Ma diamonds they shine like I golden ma neck

Pay me in cash or pay me respect

I’m breakin dese hundreds not breakin a sweat

An I’m flyin through hoes like I fly in a jet

Niggas die fo’ respect, but fo’ what?

I’m sippin on something that’s not in yo cup

Purp in ma drink, redbull ma bitch

Ugh d pussy so sweet

Gang gang nigga I put on fo’ d swat

Sucka niggas get played I am not a ipod

Tearin down d building cause I’m MC Ham

An it ain’t D&G I don’t fuck wit them

[Chorus]

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Cotton Candy lyrics - Cali Swag District

Pussy Sweet taste like Cotton Candy

She a treat just like Cotton Candy

Bring her to me I wanna Cotton Candy

Macho Man savage like a Randy

Yeah let me hit it let me hit it let me hit it let me hit it she a freak call her Cotton Candy bring her to me I wanna

Cotton Candy

Call me the candy man...

A savage like randy man...

I'm beating it up she taking this tool yes I em a handy

Her pussy is drippin like water

She call me her daddy no father

She left her school with all honors

She gave me brain like a scholar...

Diamonds exsquiset yea

So she let me hit it yea

I said that I wouldn't but the that ifs lookin I just might eat it yea

My bitches is fancy yea

Ghetto n in classy yea

All of that ass up in them jeans couldn't walk pass me yea

Pussy Sweet taste like Cotton Candy

She a treat just like Cotton Candy

Bring her to me I wanna Cotton Candy

Macho Man savage like a Randy

Yeah let me hit it let me hit it let me hit it let me hit it she a freak call her Cotton Candy bring her to me I wanna

Cotton Candy

Punching bag how I beat it up

Cotton candy how I eat it up

She getting fucked if she leave with us and she getting stuck if she playing

That pussy sweet just like a honey bun

She acting like she donl owe none

She let me it like a hole in one I'ma knock it down like I'm bowling huh

Bitches say that I'm the bestest

They tell they friends and they best

I tell ma niggas I'm so messy

I get her wetter than a jetski

I'm the one like I'm jet li

Been on it ever since she met me

Slide it in Wayne gretzki

Thirsty bitches they up set me

Or try to set me up I ainl stupid tho

I never put my trust in a groupie hoe

I had to dog a bitch like snoopy tho

But this cotton candy really juicy bro

These bitches yeah they really tricky

She only mine when she with me

She lying when she say she miss me

So I never let the bitch kiss me

I ainl never wanted love after sex

Why do these bitches think that always come next

After I leave I'ma hit her with a text

I know that bitch is still mad that I left

Type to go hit up back street

Train that lil pussy in back seats

I work it out like a athlete Running that pussy no track meat

Fuck up yo weave where the tracks meat

Fuck up yo spine yea ifs that deep

That candy is mine like a bad seed

I'll eat it all if u ask me

Oh I eat that cotton candy

Just pull up without yo panties

Throw that shit like Payton Manning

Pussy sing it need a Grammy

Pussy Sweet taste like Cotton Candy

She a treat just like Cotton Candy

Bring her to me I wanna Cotton Candy

Macho Man savage like a Randy

Yeah let me hit it let me hit it let me hit it let me hit it she a freak call her Cotton Candy bring her to me I wanna

Cotton Candy

Positions lyrics - Cali Swag District

I wanna see that ass up

Face down

Switch positions

Turn around

Bend it over

Let it bounce

You want this money let me c what you about

When you throw that ass up

[Yung:]

I said we switching positions...

I put that ass in submission...

For that paper she with it...

Girl use to head kuzzu brilliant

That pussy making her millions

Got niggas all in they feelings...

These niggas is hating I'm grinnin she stack it all to the sillrn

I'm like Ooh... throw money when I'm bored like a bando...

Ooh... Gone bend it over touch yo ankles

Ooh I told her it ainl nothin I can't handle

Ooh Now what u gone do for this bank roll

Oooh every where I go ifs the same hoes

And every where I go I got the same goals

I wanna see that ass up

Face down

Switch positions

Turn around

Bend it over

Let it bounce

You want this money let me c what you about

When you throw that ass up

Face down

Switch positions

Turn around

Bend it over

Let it bounce

You want this money let me c what you about

When you throw that ass up

[Smoove:]

I know what to do

But I'm just waiting on you

You want this money got to make me want to throw it on you

Dudes ainl tipping but expect these girls to shake it on you

You know ya'll breaking the rules and now ya'll looking like fools

You bring a bag in here with ya blow it the bag donl leave with you I'm on a roll like some tissue blow up the

Spot like a missile

Who trippin who want a issue

We snuck in all the utensils

But we ainl come here to get ya came to throw money on strippers

I need a baddie like stacks

With a body like that

Have me go and hit the safe and bring that cash right back

On God ifs hella fat, extra large thighs match flat stomach looking like a brick wall

I wanna see that ass up

Face down

Switch positions

Turn around

Bend it over

Let it bounce

You want this money let me c what you about

When you throw that ass up

Face down

Switch positions

Turn around

Bend it over

Let it bounce

You want this money let me c what you about

When you throw that ass up