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F*ck Up California
Yo Peezy, why we sittin’ first class on this plane?
We goin’ to California.
Oh, oh we gon’ get them fucked up!
Fuck up California
Let em’ know I’m from New York
Where the bars don’t close ‘til four
And we don’t stop ‘til we hit the floor
Blow up San Francisco
Teach them L.A. girls to disco
Bounce like Carmen San Diego
Then we fly back when they want some more
Hey, outta’ JFK
Gonna’ fly all day
Pregamin’ on the airplane
Say, let’s get to poppin’ the champagne
What up, Rick James?!
Tell me bout’ the dope game.
Now, we’re gonna’ touchdown.
When through the clouds to rockin’ on the ground
Better tell this town
We’ll be sleepin’ on the couch
So many shots that I think I’m gon’ drown
Fuck up California
Let em’ know I’m from New York
Where the bars don’t close ‘til four
And we don’t stop ‘til we hit the floor
Blow up San Francisco
Teach them L.A. girls to disco
Bounce like Carmen San Diego
Then we fly back when they want some more
Twist, and ya roll it up now
And you give it a little kiss
And you pass it on down
Chicks, yeah we throwin’ em’ in the mix
Ain’t nothin’ that a little booty call can’t fix
Now, the bar’s shut down
Grab a 40 ounce back to the house
Panties fallin’ down
And we go another round
So many shots yeah my mom would be proud
Fuck up California
Let em’ know I’m from New York
Where the bars don’t close ‘til four
And we don’t stop ‘til we hit the floor
Blow up San Francisco
Teach them L.A. girls to disco
Bounce like Carmen San Diego
Then we fly back when they want some more
Now we all fucked up
We ain’t never comin’ down
Now, the cops comin’ out
Cause they ain’t down
With a party this loud
Can’t get found
So we jumpin’ out the house
So many shots that I think I’m gon’ drown
Fuck up California
Let em’ know I’m from New York
Where the bars don’t close ‘til four
And we don’t stop ‘til we hit the floor
Blow up San Francisco
Teach them L.A. girls to disco
Bounce like Carmen San Diego
Then we fly back when they want some more
(Bring it back now)
Fuck up California
Let em’ know I’m from New York (Tell em’ dog)
Where the bars don’t close ‘til four
And we don’t stop ‘til we hit the floor (Oh my God!)
Blow up San Francisco
Teach them L.A. girls to disco
Bounce like Carmen San Diego
Then we fly back when they want some more
AHHH man, last night was off the chain!
We gon’ do it again and again and again it gon’ be betta’
Better than ever. Believe that.
Love is hard
“I love being in love”-the formats.
One time I went to a famous music concert in Albany, NY to hang with my then Internet dreamy-queeny Cady Groves. At the time I was a very successful man in the “business,” so I did not have to pay to get into the show. I was +1. The show was upstairs, but there were no beers being sold in that sector of the venue and I didn’t pour enough beer into my mouth beforehand to last me through the concert. I went downstairs. I named this bar “Downstairs.” I watched some of the bands playing but couldn’t get to the front row because I didn’t know all the words to some of the new songs. I felt like everyone was judging at me so I excused myself to take a breather. While I was outside I saw Ms. Cady. She waved. Not sure whether she remembered me from SXSW 2010 where I drank 13 Danny Akroyd Vodka Drinks off the free drink table and threw all the cupcakes at the wall, I introduced myself and told her I once saw a video of her where she was eating ice cream. She looked hungry so I offered her my Subway rewards card with enough points for your free basic 6″ sub. After that I invited her to a big party at my recording studio and offered to write the address on her arm. She didn’t seem to want to be written on and she gave me her phone number. I text messaged her later asking about the quality of the sandwich. When I didn’t receive a response, I worried her phone was out of service, although she didn’t seem like a boost mobile type of girl to me. After a couple hours of her not responding, I drank a bottle of Malibu and called every girl in my phone and broke up with them. Sorry girls, I was just being Miley. Love is hard y’all- Mr. Jayce
