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In my city, it's a summer night
I'm rollin' in my Caddy
I'm listenin' to Marvin Gaye
I got my seat laid way back
As I slide down the boulevard
I see the ladies and I pass 'em
This is my beautiful ghetto scene
And it's the only way I'll have it
This is Californication
We keep it gangsta
I don't know what they told you
But get it together
'Cause it don't stop
And it won't stop
And it can't stop
We keep it going forever
And I got my hat to the back
Drop my top, my bass bump all

Through the parking lot
I gets my ride on, right on
And I got me a fresh throw back
Air force ones, step on the scene
'Bout to have some fun
I gets my ride on, right on, right on
Dedicated to them boys on the corner
I ain't trippin' homie hustle, why you wanna?
Goin' out to the girls in at the nail shop
You ain't scared to back it up and let it drop, drop, drop
Yeah baby, that's alligator skin
I'm coverin' up all the swooshes
And feel free to bring a couple of friends
I'ma show you how to do this
Out here it's just a way of life
You get used to it
Good dro mixed with good sunshine
Can't you hear it in the music? Give me love
This is Californication
We keep it gangsta
I don't know what they told you
But get it together
'Cause it don't stop
And it won't stop
And it can't stop
Gotta keep it going forever
And I got my hat to the back
Drop my top, my base bump all
Through the parking lot
I gets my ride on, right on
And I got me a fresh throw back
Air force ones, step on the scene
'Bout to have some fun
I gets my ride on, right on, right on
I come from next to nothing, I'ma have not
I still got pride in what I have got
And ya'll remember when we sold rocks
And now we ain't gotta, god bless hip hop
We sip crystal and smoke weed all day
That's the only way to play
Though all them silly cares away
Holla if you hear me now
Dedicated to them boys on the corner
I ain't trippin homie hustle, why you wanna?
Goin' out to the girls at the nail shop
You ain't scared to back it up and let it drop, drop, drop
This is comin' from the California kid
Gemini baby
Comin' at ya in a couple minutes
This is something crazy
And I got my hat to the back
Drop my top, my base bump all
Through the parking lot
I gets my ride on, right on
And I got me a fresh throw back
Air force ones, step on the scene
'Bout to have some fun
I gets my ride on, right on, right on
And I got my hat to the back
Drop my top, my base bump all
Through the parking lot
I gets my ride on, right on

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Tq

Terrance Quaites is an American R&B singer, known professionally as TQ.

TQ was raised in the church (he sang in the choir) but his real education came from the streets, where the first wave of hip-hop music became the soundtrack to his life. "From Monday to Saturday I was hangin', partyin', chasing girls, getting in trouble, and straight-up acting the fool," he admits. "But on Sunday my mother dragged me out of bed to go to church. That's where I developed my singing voice and learned how to make people feel me."

TQ was never a thug in the true sense of the word: His hard-working parents instilled positive values in him, and didn't hesitate to set him straight when he was wrong. At 16, when his mom found a gun in his room, she sent the teenager to live with an aunt in Atlanta. In retrospect, says TQ, "sending me down South saved my life. It made me straighten up—for awhile, anyway."

These conflicting circumstances honed TQ's survival instincts and his passion for music. "The little money I had to buy records was spent on rap," he notes. "See, I really wasn't much into my generation's r&b. I listened more to the old-school soul that my parents had in the house. So my music now is more a combination of that and hard-core hip-hop."

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