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Lil Peep - California World Lyrics
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[ Featuring Craig Xen ]

Why you always tryna spend my money?
Why you always gotta act so funny?
I got six gold chains on and I'm 'bout to go dumber
While your bitch give me brains in the back of the Hummer
California girls f*ckin' with me in the summer
It's that California world shit, California color

Why you always tryna spend my money?
Why you always gotta act so funny?
I got six gold chains on and I'm 'bout to go dumber
While your bitch give me brains in the back of the Hummer
California girls f*ckin' with me in the summer
It's that California world shit, California color
California girls f*ckin' with me in the summer
It's that California world shit

Lights out, baby, it's on
I'm 'bout to make a stain on your Louis Vuitton
If you f*ckin' with a lame then this be your song
'Cause I wrote it with your name on the tip of my tongue
Lights out, baby, it's on
I'm 'bout to make a stain on your Louis Vuitton
If you f*ckin' with a lame then this be your song
'Cause I wrote it with your name on the tip of my tongue

F*ck you, bitch, I'm breakin' bitches, pimpin', sell a nigga's hoes
Take it in, I turn up, how she ridin' up and down the pole
You will be the one, take her out and buy her clothes
I'ma be the comm, takin' money, you know how it go
F*ck you, bitch, I'm breakin' bitches, pimpin', sell a nigga's hoes
Take it in, I turn up, how she ridin' up and down the pole
You will be the one, take her out and buy her clothes
I'ma be the comm, takin' money, you know how it go

Lights out, baby, it's on
I'm 'bout to make a stain on your Louis Vuitton
If you f*ckin' with a lame then this be your song
'Cause I wrote it with your name on the tip of my tongue
Lights out, baby, it's on
I'm 'bout to make a stain on your Louis Vuitton
If you f*ckin' with a lame then this be your song
'Cause I wrote it with your name on the tip of my tongue

Why you always tryin' to spend my money?
Why you always gotta act so funny?
I got six gold chains on and I'm bout to go dumber
While your bitch give me brains in the back of the Hummer
California girls f*ckin' with me in the summer
It's that California world shit, California color
California girls f*ckin' with me in the summer
It's that California world shit

Lights out, baby, it's on
I'm 'bout to make a stain on your Louis Vuitton
If you f*ckin' with a lame then this be your song
'Cause I wrote it with your name on the tip of my tongue
Lights out, baby, it's on
I'm 'bout to make a stain on your Louis Vuitton
If you f*ckin' with a lame then this be your song
'Cause I wrote it with your name on the tip of my tongue

F*ck you, bitch, I'm breakin' bitches, pimpin', sell a nigga's hoes
Take it in, I turn up, how she ridin' up and down the pole
You will be the one, take her out and buy her clothes
I'ma be the comm, takin' money, you know how it go
F*ck you, bitch, I'm breakin' bitches, pimpin', sell a nigga's hoes
Take it in, I turn up, how she ridin' up and down the pole
You will be the one, take her out and buy her clothes
I'ma be the comm, takin' money, you know how it go
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Why you always tryna spend my money?
Why you always gotta act so funny?
I got six gold chains on and I'm 'bout to go dumber
While your bitch give me brains in the back of the Hummer
California girls f*ckin' with me in the summer
It's that California world shit, California color

Why you always tryna spend my money?
Why you always gotta act so funny?
I got six gold chains on and I'm 'bout to go dumber
While your bitch give me brains in the back of the Hummer
California girls f*ckin' with me in the summer
It's that California world shit, California color
California girls f*ckin' with me in the summer
It's that California world shit

Lights out, baby, it's on
I'm 'bout to make a stain on your Louis Vuitton
If you f*ckin' with a lame then this be your song
'Cause I wrote it with your name on the tip of my tongue
Lights out, baby, it's on
I'm 'bout to make a stain on your Louis Vuitton
If you f*ckin' with a lame then this be your song
'Cause I wrote it with your name on the tip of my tongue

F*ck you, bitch, I'm breakin' bitches, pimpin', sell a nigga's hoes
Take it in, I turn up, how she ridin' up and down the pole
You will be the one, take her out and buy her clothes
I'ma be the comm, takin' money, you know how it go
F*ck you, bitch, I'm breakin' bitches, pimpin', sell a nigga's hoes
Take it in, I turn up, how she ridin' up and down the pole
You will be the one, take her out and buy her clothes
I'ma be the comm, takin' money, you know how it go

Lights out, baby, it's on
I'm 'bout to make a stain on your Louis Vuitton
If you f*ckin' with a lame then this be your song
'Cause I wrote it with your name on the tip of my tongue
Lights out, baby, it's on
I'm 'bout to make a stain on your Louis Vuitton
If you f*ckin' with a lame then this be your song
'Cause I wrote it with your name on the tip of my tongue

Why you always tryin' to spend my money?
Why you always gotta act so funny?
I got six gold chains on and I'm bout to go dumber
While your bitch give me brains in the back of the Hummer
California girls f*ckin' with me in the summer
It's that California world shit, California color
California girls f*ckin' with me in the summer
It's that California world shit

Lights out, baby, it's on
I'm 'bout to make a stain on your Louis Vuitton
If you f*ckin' with a lame then this be your song
'Cause I wrote it with your name on the tip of my tongue
Lights out, baby, it's on
I'm 'bout to make a stain on your Louis Vuitton
If you f*ckin' with a lame then this be your song
'Cause I wrote it with your name on the tip of my tongue

F*ck you, bitch, I'm breakin' bitches, pimpin', sell a nigga's hoes
Take it in, I turn up, how she ridin' up and down the pole
You will be the one, take her out and buy her clothes
I'ma be the comm, takin' money, you know how it go
F*ck you, bitch, I'm breakin' bitches, pimpin', sell a nigga's hoes
Take it in, I turn up, how she ridin' up and down the pole
You will be the one, take her out and buy her clothes
I'ma be the comm, takin' money, you know how it go
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Writer: Braden Morgan, Craig Gordwin, Gustav Ahr, Timothy Hecker
Copyright: Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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