Hank Shocklee - 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 Coleco 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