Going Back to Cali - 2014 Remaster

*phone number being dialed*
 *phone rings three times*
 (Biggie) Yo!
 (P. Dad) Yo Big wake up wake up baby
 (Biggie) Mmm, yo...
 (P. Dad) Yo Big wake yo' ass up c'mon
 (Biggie) I'm up! I'm up. *mumbling* I'm up I'm up
 (P. Dad) Big, wake up!
 (Biggie) I'm up diddy, what the fuck, man? What's up?
 (P. Dad) C'mon now it's a quarter to six we got the 7: 30 flight
 (Biggie) Mmm, *mumbling* yeah
 (P. Dad) Yo Big Big, Big
 (Biggie) Yeah I hear you dogg, I hear you, alright, 7: 30
 (P. Dad) Yo take down this information
 (Biggie) Ain't no pen
 (P. Dad) Tell your girl then to remember it or somethin
 (Biggie) Aight honey, yeah write this down
 (P. Dad) Aight, ummm, flight five-oh-four
 (Biggie) Five-oh-four
 (P. Dad) Leaving Kennedy
 (Biggie) *mumbling* Kennedy
 (P. Dad) On the L-A-X
 (Biggie) Oh! Cali?
 (P. Dad) No doubt baby, you know we gotta get this paper
 (Biggie) Ahh, no doubt, aight
 (P. Dad) You aight?
 (Biggie) I'm up, I'm up
 (P. Dad) Yo Big
 (Biggie) I'm UP man
 (P. Dad) Flight five-oh-four
 (Biggie) Alright 7: 30 I'ma meet you at the airport
 (P. Dad) California
 (Biggie) Yeh
 *phone clicks*
 One: Notorious B.I.G.
 When the lala hits ya lyrics just splits ya
 Head so hard, that ya hat can't fit ya
 Either I'm witcha or against ya
 Format venture, back through that maze I sent ya
 Talkin to the rap inventor
 Nigga wit the game tight, Bic that flame right
 Spell my name right, B-I, Double-G, I-E
 Iced out lights out, me and Cease-a-Leo
 Gettin head from some chick he know
 See it's all about the cheddar, nobody do it better
 Going back to Cali, strictly for the weather
 Women, and the weed -- sticky green
 No seeds bitch please, Poppa ain't soft
 Dead up in the Hood, ain't no love lost
 Got me mixed up, you drunk them licks up
 Mad cause I got my dick sucked
 and my balls licked, forfeit, the game is mine
 I'ma spell my name one more time, check it
 Its the, N-O, T-O, R-I, O
 U-S, you just, lay down, slow
 Recognize a real Don when you see Juan/one
 Sippin on booze in the House of Blues
 repeat 4X
 I'm going going, back back, to Cali Cali
 Two: Notorious B.I.G.
 If I got to choose a coast I got to choose the East
 I live out there, so don't go there
 But that don't mean a nigga can't rest in the West
 See some nice breasts in the West
 Smoke some nice sess in the West, y'all niggaz is a mess
 Thinkin I'm gon stop, givin L.A. props
 All I got is beef with those that violate me
 I shall annihilate thee
 Case closed, suitcase filled with clothes
 Linens and things, I begin things
 People start to flash, 818's, 213's
 313's, B.I.G.
 Frequently floss hoes at Roscoe's
 If I wanna squirt her, take her to Fatburger
 Spend about a week on Venice Beach
 Sippin Crist-o, with some freaks from Frisco
 Three: Notorious B.I.G.
 Cali got gunplay, models on the runway
 Scream Biggie Biggie gimme One More Chance
 I be whippin on the freeway, the NYC way
 On the celly-celly with my homeboy Lance
 Pass hash from left to right
 Only got five blunts left to light, I'm set tonight
 Paid a visit to Versace stores
 Bet she suck until I ain't got no more, only in L.A.
 Bust on bitches be-lly, rub it in they tummy
 Lick it, say it's yummy, then fuck yo' man
 Fuck your plan, is it to rock the Tri-State?
 Almost gold, 5 G's at show gate
 Or do you wanna see about seven digits
 Fuck hoes exquisite, Cali, great place to visit
 again to fade