Burning Hot in Cali on a Saturday Night Lyrics

LATEEF: I just / jump outta bed and make my way to the sprinkler / let the

water wash over my soul from thinker to toe / take a leak and then I lean

over the sink brushing the teeth / and now I'm in full swing of the morning

ritual / mumbling the whole rhyme and re rehearsing my lines / hummin'

tunes on solo so the voice is prime and ready / steady as a photo through

the course of time / then I pick out a fit of the proper design / I'm

dipped fresh like pine yall / that's just in case I get any vaginal /

action in the place / gotta be sure that the homies get a taste of the

flavor / I double check and make sure the family got the date / the where,

when, and how, everthing checked out / super-tight within the SoleSides

circle of power / but now, where the fuck is X? / he's supposed ta had been

here an hour ago / shit, no trip, I kick a dope freestyle though / take a

moment out and give praise and thanks / and I'm thinking 'bout how the

Quannum gone have the shit crankin' / in a minute no gimmicks, just hyped

from the start to finish / wonderous night, beats thunderous, us lightin'

up. / 1st Chorus: LATEEF AND THE GIFT OF GAB: Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

yeah hella times /THE GIFT OF GAB: I went to sleep last night watching

showtime at the Apollo /like a youngun on the night before Xmas watching

the stockings / go 'round in a dingling and dance over their heads /

although it wasn't Xmas stockings it was microphones instead /above my

headrest. / Woke up ate my breakfast, checked off my checklist, called Jeff

/ just to quest if the guest list was just as requested, yes it was

ex-cellent, definately we'll bless this, / venue tonight allright, I gotta

get hyped, midnight is when we go on... / go through my lines a couple of

times / just to make sure they're sounding tight. / Had some clothes to

wash, I threw 'um in the washing cycle / blew my nose and flossed and
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brushed. / Jumped in the shower, jumped out to get dressed / I'm on some

NFL sike shit, they'll bear witness. / I'm leaving sound check a mess at

six, I give a call to X, / "man let's get to rounding up the caravan." /

It's a gonna be another one of those nights, the horn / is blowin Lyrics

Born and Lateef are already in the car with Chief / and we about to strike

tonight, shine like litebrights, / quite the hype type, Quannum is that

abominable shit you like / your listening pleasure / I hope they treasure /

the endeavor / like something they never / saw or will ever / see together

/ that was so clever and write me letters / sayin' their head hurts / from

the pressure / on their mental, although they felt as though they left a

better person! 2nd Chorus: LATEEF, THE GIFT OF GAB AND LYRICS BORN: more

and more yeahs and stuff like that / LYRICS BORN: Oh if you only knew how

it feels doin' shows on the road or at home with your crew, / In the brown

Jetta, / Due for the sound check soon, / Townsend had fell through, DNA

Lounge? / Oooh god, I feel sorry for that poor retard, / Whose gonna

coordinate reordering the parts, / When the SoleSides guys bogart the

stage, / They got no regard, / The place is torn apart! / That's the

mindset going over the bridge, / Average speed we did was about

seven-fifth, / We was led by a Saturday night western wind flowing through

the cockpit, / We're ready for soundcheck--or the gig, / Whichever begins

first it doesn't matter, / Dinner is dessert, and hors d'oveures , and it

serves amateurs, / And at first Xcel sets up the SL 12 huns, / And we've

huddled and exchanged three rounds freestyle each, / X cues the records and

a couple heavy mettlers set up, / Three bottles of effervescent beverages,

/ And the end is eminent and Quannum's in the house, / We 'bout to give

you muthafuckas hemorrhages