Текст (слова) песни «Miss California»

Talk: Uh... I mean, I'm just sittin' right here. Check out this Young Lady right here! Baby you hot! I mean you sexy! Oh my God! Let me ask you one question... Where you from anyway?

Chorus:
She's Miss California, hottest thing in West LA
House down by the water, sails her yacht across the bay
Drives a Marinello, Hollywood's her favorite scene
Loves to be surrounded with superstars that know her name

Verse 1:
She's a rich girl from the top of the food chain, Love and material things, kinda lonely, till i met her at the Grammy's, Ten mill on a diamond ring, She invites me for a day on the Jet Ski's at firstit didn't mean a thing, Then she told me, I'm the one trhat she searched for, It was hard to believe

Repeat Chorus

Verse 2:
In a couple of days she had me a bracelet made from Harry Winstons place
Want horseback riding up to the mountains top, showin' me the land that she got

Well it's all right, but something else is on your mind, looking past all that shines
Now the tears are running through, all those things are nice, but that's not why I'm here
I will wipe away your tears, simply by just loving you

Repeat Chorus 2X's

Talk:
And there you have it! I mean, she just love the way i do my bling-bling
From the Ghetto to Beverly Hills baby, now i want everybody on the dance floor to just shake it. I mean I want to to get down cause we hot tonight baby! We on Fire! Now tell these cats where you from...

Repeat Chorus 2X's

Talk: Como estas senorita. Yo we got „Pretty Pras“ up in here, we got Dante up In here and ist on like that. That's right, That's right. Now all y'all cats that 's talkin, That jebreezy. Please stop it, Mon! We can't take it no more. Now tell them cats where You from baby! C'mon let 'em know...