Uh, uh, it's Mr. Criminal,
homie
Ha ha, ain't nothin' like California,
uh
What's up to the homie Snoopy,
do it again
Yeah, ha ha, yeah
No, ain't nothin' like California
Kickin' back with a homie Snoopy
on this hot summer day
West Coast livin',
pippin' through the streets of L .A.
Uh, I'm lovin' the summertime,
feelin' the breeze
Smokin' up on this stinky tonic, dog,
I'm eatin' my trees 97 degrees, super -sportin' and diesel
Your seat belts are silver
like the big one in the three
It's like everywhere I go,
I can't dodge these groupies
Get a call from the 805, Cuba,
let's know where you at
Tonight it's on a cracker
like them bottles of Corona
Just picked up my Impala
from the shop at Impromoto
So I'm rollin' closely,
cruisin' down the boulevard
Packin' the ammunition
just in case these haters actin' hard
You know me,
I'm knuckle -headed and I'm rowdy
But tonight I'm gonna kick it out
and van through that town
Ha -ha, you know,
and that's how it's goin' down
Mr. Criminal reppin' the ground
when I'm comin' through your town
I've been around the whole wide world
And nobody, baby,
can even try to roll like us
Ain't nothin' like Cali Rollin'
So hop into my Lolo, girl
So sexilatin'
You know they wanna be like us
Oh, ain't nothin' like Cali Rollin'
It's just another day
in the sunny streets of Southern Cal
Cruisin' the boulevard twisty,
yeah, I'm fucked up now
I've seen lots of rollin'
D -Cali nights
But we're here to take it chronic
to the myth
Because Budapest is dead,
then I guess it's safe to say
Mr. Criminal's
out to play Ice Cube in the dance
Today was a good day
And hey, all my homies rollin' deep
Here in Cali, rollin' the colors
Monte Carlo's, the Impalas,
and now
Escalades and Hummers
Benz's, Beamers, and all
It's either 13 by 7's
or 24's when we crawl
And it's hot in the summer
Them Honda's flossin' them dresses
The little skirts with the tube tie
Swarming the Lexus
I've been to Arizona, Las Vegas,
Denver, and Texas
But there's something
about this sunny state
That really impresses
I know exactly where I'm
spendin'
The rest of my lifetime
Out in the state of California
Lovin' the summertime
I've been around the whole wide world
And nobody, baby,
can even try to roll like us
Ain't nothin' like Cali rollin'
So hop into my Lolo, girl
So sexy lady
You know they wanna be like us
Oh, ain't nothin' like
Cali rollin'
There ain't nothin' like Cali rollin',
we're holdin' it down
The ride is out to get that paper
scrapin' all through the town
Cruisin' the beaches,
all the car shows,
rollin' by the carloads
Remember cruisin' with your Sunday night,
there was a spot, huh?
Hollywood Boulevard,
even Bristol on Eastern
Just finish polishin' your ride,
you feel the bass from the speakers
The hi -hats from the tweeters
and even the class from the mid s
Barbecues at the park,
having fun with your kids
Summer breeze
Just flowin' like the wind
Bubbles up DJ quick,
now let the nights begin
Cause if it don't make dollars,
then it don't make sense
And I ain't sweatin' these hooters
All behind this limo tee
and hot box in the seat
You know I'm puffin' that gritty
I've been all around the world
And you know what I've seen?
I've seen so many places
I've seen so many faces
But this feelin' I get in Cali
Nothing can replace this
I've been around the whole wide world
And nobody, baby
Can't even try to roll like us
Ain't nothin' like Cali rollin'
So open to my Lolo girl
So sexy lady
You know they wanna be like us
Oh, ain't nothin' like Cali rollin'
That's right, homie, it's Mr. Criminal
I ain't here tryin' to disrespect no one
But I just wanted to let him know
Ain't nothin' like Cali rollin'
Yeah, that's how we're doin' it
Out in the sunny sunshine state
of California
Get your toast on,
get a glass and pour it up
Get your smoke on,
grab a light and you'll light it up
Much love to the homie
Snoopy, if it wasn't for him,
this track wouldn't be
Ain't nothin' like California
Mr. Criminal 
