Yeah, uh

I'm just like Kenny from the Cosbys 'cause I'm always with my bud
No' I'm not a pothead' it just keep me chill as fuck
'Cause you know' I think about you from the second I wake up
'Til the numbers on my clock place me in my slumber
And none of these bitches ever help me with the way I felt 'bout you
'Cause baby, you a blessing like a nigga said hachoo
Andy Dufresne ain't even close compared to what I put you through
I realize now that you are not a plaything for me to use
So just tip this brew,
Lay your head on my chest' my love is Temper-Pedic
I got an appetite for destruction, but won't use you to feed it
Just wanna give you rounds and work you out until you feel defeated
Look you up and down then walk around, act like I'm Willie Beamen
These are just some of the crazy ideas' baby, that I've been thinking
Gotta excuse me for being so suggestive, I've been drinking
I've been saving up for you to tell me when you gon' be leaving
And when you'll fly out to me one
Evening and feel this California breeze, yeah

Come feel this California breeze
Come feel this California breeze, yeah
Come feel this California breeze