I'm sending smoke signals
And I'm sure that you can see them
West Coast is the chief for me, girl
Lets smoke, we'll be hanging out
There's no way that we can come down
Go, come chief with me, girl
Sex drove, and we know how to roll
Ball, we gon' have a ball
Ball, we gon' have a ball
Ridin' around with the top down
And she told me to roll up
When I light up the spaam
I think that we should have a toast
The number one cuttie everytime
And look, I'm feeling the feather
You're wearing your hair right
Why won't you make it a pair?
I'm sending smoke signals
And I'm sure that you can see them
West Coast is the chief for me, girl
Lets smoke, we'll be hanging out
There's no way that we can come down
Go, come chief with me, girl
Sex drove, and we know how to roll
Ball, we gon' have a ball
Ball, we gon' have a ball
Chilling out in the back house
With a couple girls, wound up
Do it, baby, break it down
I can tell that she want me
She would brag 'bout the blast
So I'm already goin' in the moment
I'm about to get the chowney(?)
The chick with the J on her lips
Got a bong, proceeded into taking a whip
Blew an O, just to let her know
That she's willing to roll
Baby, come home, whe can take a dip
Chess, be chess, you chess me
We can go wherever you want
Baby, please don't rush me
Nine times out a ten, baby,
If you down to put it in,
I'm sending smoke signals
And I'm sure that you can see them
West Coast is the chief for me, girl
Lets smoke, we'll be hanging out
There's no way that we can come down
Go, come chief with me, girl
Sex drove, and we know how to roll
Ball, we gon' have a ball
Ball, we gon' have a ball
Break it down, down, down
Break it down, down, down
Yeah, girl, you got me burning up
Yeah, we touching the sky
I'm sending smoke signals
And I'm sure that you can see them
West Coast is the chief for me, girl
Lets smoke, we'll be hanging out
There's no way that we can come down
Go, come chief with me, girl
Sex drove, and we know how to roll
Ball, we gon' have a ball
Ball, we gon' have a ball