[Verse 1: Don Juan]
I'm all about the cash, down to get the ass
5-6 the spot, homies smokin' grass
Pass me the drink, watch a nigga get towed down
Tech gave the low down
Now it's time to put the hoes down
I game, and questions got the bitch
Guessing 'bout the dick, fucked her way too quick
Nothin' but a trick bitch now I'm on another journey
Had no rub', hope the bitch don't burn me
Ten hours away, then I'm on my way to Cali, L.A
To make Gs, pretty bitches and palm trees
35 South, 40 going West
15 the opposite of North on a quest
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Hittin' prospect straight bro
Lookin' for some Kansas City hoes to poke
But relish floats my boat
Keep a Nathan Belathe in my pocket, I gotta get mine
Keepin' suspicious mitchin' niggas behind my line
Rewind my rhyme, N9na with many dope styles
Pack my bag, now I'm out, pal
Kick it with some 'iancas up in Oklahoma stayin' over for one night
Hit it right then I'm out, no diggity, no doubt
Rich man suites, had her face off in the pillow
The next mornin', dippin', met some 'iancs in Amarillo
Give me the number, 'ianc, so that when we come back through
Play some "Questions" with you two, off in the poo-poo, ooh-ooh
40 west, to Alberquerque on through the
Arizona hittin' corners who can see me who, 3DQ
Is down with us, you can say what you say
Kansas City all day, out for relish on my way to L.A
[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Don Juan]
On our way to Cali
All we want is the palm trees, a pretty bitch
And become rich
Rogue Dogs, we come to bring the fury
Make a dash to L.A., turn Cali to Missouri
On our way to Cali
All we want is the palm trees, a pretty bitch
And become rich
Rogue Dogs, we come to bring the fury
Make a dash to L.A., turn Cali to Missouri
[Verse 3: Don Juan & Tech N9ne]
We hit the highway, the fly way
Doin' 89, niggas waste no time
Make a pit stop, bumpin' old school hip-hop
MidWestSide never flip-flop
Niggas get dropped, all about the relish when we creep
Stopped in Oklahoma City, got us a suite
Gave niggas much love (What's up), passed much bud (Yeah)
Come here, baby, get at me, show what you're made of
12 20 North-West, a little get together
Beautiful ladies, nobody shady
Down-ass homies, nobody phony
Everything was dandy
So wassup to my homegirls Tammy
Tachey and Tez, way too thick
Missouri niggas, way too sick
We gotta make that group
We gotta jet, 747 style
Oh shit, eleven hundred mo' miles
[Verse 4: Tech N9ne]
L.A. two-way my on
The chronic up in L.A. we stay high gone
Wake Up Show flows, see hoes on the 405
Already hell alive when I arrive
Midwest style, no Cristal just Caribou Lou
Feel like I'm an alien like Mr. Sulu, a new crew, but who?
Them Rogue Dog niggas from Mizzizy
We rollin' on Sunset, mobbin' like we on prospect dizzy
What's the real dough, we got that real flow
You other busters comin' fake like a dildo
And if you wanna try a nigga from the Mizery get with me
And me show you what the Tecca N9na kill fo'
I'm out for stacks baby, creatin' plaques baby
After I'm makin' the relish we can hit the sack maybe
Billboard live, rockin' hella heads at the Roxy
I'm off and can't a motherfucker stop me, I'm off nigga
[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Don Juan]
On our way to Cali
All we want is the palm trees, a pretty bitch
And become rich
Rogue Dogs, we come to bring the fury
Make a dash to L.A., turn Cali to Missouri
On our way to Cali
All we want is the palm trees, a pretty bitch
And become rich
Rogue Dogs, we come to bring the fury
Make a dash to L.A., turn Cali to Missouri
Yeah
[Outro: Tech N9ne & Don Juan]
Yeah, ayy, call the nigga Don and tell that nigga to get the van ready
We 'bout to roll to Cali
You got everything, nigga? Just make sure we got everything, you know?
Yeah, that's right, I got the camcorder
Call the Rogue Dog niggas
Call that nigga Q and tell him, uhh- we arrive, uhh-
Five o'clock Memorial Day, mane
That's right, that's right, ayy
Tell him to have them 'iancs ready for us
Tell the nigga to have the motherfuckin' 151 ready 'cause we got plenty of Caribou Lou for bitches in the Jacuzzi
And play some questions with you hoes, hahahaha!
Hey, tell the nigga Rock Money to quit bullshittin' and get the twins and Law, c'mon everybody
Where the fuck is Lejo at?
Haha
Time to roll, man
