Cruisin’ down Melrose hella slow in a yellow Marinello //
Lookin’ for who sells shell toes that I can match with my silk robe //
I’m like Hugh Hefner at twenty-six years old, with clear goals //
Yeah, I’ll take two pair of those //
I love the way my toes feel in the cyber-foam soles when I’m doing shows //
Who knows? I’m prepared to go to and fro //
All I do is tell you dudes, “Where the Western Union doe?” //
You need my Social Security info? //
Here’s my tax ID number it’s worth tenfold //
I remember my first album it shipped Gold //
That’s an insult, considering I did this one at Kinko’s //
I’m dying to see what this one sold //
Will the critics diss it at all or will they feed ‘Bis to the wolves? //
Like I haven’t been there before //
But at least I’m on a different vibe now this year it’s on //

It’s definitely a different vibe west of the Prime Meridian //
Producers play with live instruments, rhymes are wittier //
But don’t sleep ‘cause in a heartbeat Cali’ll shit on ya //
Someone’ll put a hit on ya, this’ll be where they bury ya //
I think it’s beautiful, I don’t want to be scaring ya //
The women are prettier and the chronic is superior //
Got a girl from Syria, smells like strawberries on her period //
I’m serious, that’s why I moved in with the chic //
We’re on the top of Mount Olympus sharing our interests //
Over a moonlit dinner, burning some incense, she looked so innocent //
Next thing I know she’s pinning me to the bed like a scene out of ‘Basic Instinct’ //
Wore a pink mink and a double link mink //
She didn’t know I was a rapper and I did my thing-thing //
What a coincidence she listen to Eminem and NSYNC //
Shaggy, Nelly and the St. Lunatic clique //

Yeah baby, Canibus in the flesh, everybody want a dose of me //
Come here honey, stand close to me, take a photo with me //
Take this address, if you develop them post one to me //
If you miss me and you want to kiss me, blow into me //
I like your eccentricities, tailor fitting jeans //
Tennis bracelets from Tiffany’s in Venice, Italy //
Are you from the Middle East? //
I plan to travel there after my new release //
I got Timbaland doing some beats //
Yeah, his cousin goes to school with my niece //
By the way, I’m sort of starved, what kind of food do you eat? //
Yeah sure, hop in the car, we’ll cruise the streets //
Around here I know a lot of cool places to eat //
You’re off from what, noon to three? Just roll with me //
My homie Lou just two-wayed me from Laguna Beach //
You can meet the rest of the crew, a bunch of super-freaks //
We got to unwind, we about to hit the road in two weeks //
Come on //

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