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I first saw my baby on the Subway train 
on my way home from a cue in White Plains 
A pretty young thing  brown eyes and skin clean 
with the poise of a queen though she was only 15 
And I was 16  my mind was in a swirl  
and by the looks of this girl 
I was a peasant 
who did not have a chance or a prayer in the world 
Just another nigga with them rasta curls 
so she on the train did avoid me 
Sick to her brain assumin' I would most likely be 
a hustler, I said fuck it, she could never like me 
or much less love 
I knew she was special, never all of the above 
And then I closed my eyes to envision me and her as one 
on a California beach in the sun 
When I opened my eyes, yo, the train ride was done 
I glanced her way, only to receive nothing in return 
knowing that one day I would earn 
a chance with this woman trapped in a teen's body 
I would play America, you could be John Gotti, I'm sayin... 

[You're My Lady] 
California, California 
You remind me, You remind me 
[You're My Lady] 
California, Califonia 
You remind me, You remind me 

A whole year went by without seeing her once 
It seemed that every day was as long as a month 
And now it seemed days eternally 
It's she I want, but also to be an MC is what I wanted 
To earn a dollar, every other girl seemed sour 
The only thing I pictured in my mind 
was my California sunshine 
I told my niggas in time, that girl would be mine 
They called me crazy, assumin' that I was mad lazy 
and lacked the monetary 
assets, plus my style was not sanitary 
Cuz everybody knew she was fly with fitness 
being witness to her once a year was cool 
fuck Christmas 
When I brought it up my niggas dismissed 
ignoring the mockery 
I kept it locked in my mind tightly 
California you remind me 
Yo, I didn't have my niggas behind me 
but then, you were taken anyway 
forcing me to postpone plan A 
Cali-forn-i-ay... 

Chorus 

>From a distance 
Analyzed my prey with persistence 
comin' up with a system 
it was straight, a phone call around eight 
conversate for a while to find 
the whole time it was a mutual attraction 
and that news was old 
I'm in bliss apparently she was watchin' me 
and expected we to probably be 
As coherent as the East Coast 
and West Coast be 
A B-Boy's dream, the serene 
yin to my yang that was ragin' 
I was amazed 
this was all happenin' before a nigga got paid 
And after the storm cleared from his parade 
Now, there ain't such a thing as stress 
She got my back, and with that 
I know how it's blessed 
A nigga who figured that the search wouldn't start 
for another few years I would just stay apart 
In love with the Triple X, Heiny and Hennessy 
but now you remind me, California memory... 

Chorus

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