Jaya the Cat - Cultifornia Lyrics

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Cultifornia

Cultifornia Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Cultifornia By Jaya the Cat?
Woke up this morning don't remember much
Just blank memory hope I didn't f*ck up too much My shirts ripped and my glasses are bent Started out with a fifty now I only got 50 cents left My minds in a state of distress Sometimes the bottle gets in the way of progress Blind eye to the nights proceedings Phone # written on my hand someone I don't remember meeting Pounding in my head, empty feeling Take a hit from the spliff before I even start to dealing But I'm still standing, after all 10 rounds It was me or the bottle, someone had to get knocked out I hung around until I got hungover Then I crashed out in cultifornia I'm slowing down so the bottle can catch up I may be lazy but I know what?s up Its just clothes and bottles on the floor Keys hanging from the lock in the open front door Day is dawning but the suns too bright for me Hazy memory of some f*ck trying to fight me Or was that me trying fight him? It don't matter that shit's last nights problem Girlfriend still passed out on the bed Stars in my eyes pounding in my head I hit the streets Looking for salvation, instead I just get an exchange of misinformation Don't expect a thing to get handed to me But sometimes you gotta shut your brain down to keep your sanity |
Who Wrote Cultifornia By Jaya the Cat?
Geoffrey Gerald Lagadec, Benjamin Joseph Murphy, David Mitchell Smith
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What's The Duration Of The Cultifornia By Jaya the Cat?The duration of Cultifornia is 3:00 minutes and seconds. |
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