Besedila: Dante Thomas. Fly. Miss California.

{1st verse}

She's a rich girl from the top of the food chain
love and material things, kinda lonely
til i met her at the grammys 10mil on a diamond ring
she invites me to spend a day on the jet skies
at first it didnt mean a thing
then she told me im the one that she searched for
it was hard to believe.

shes miss california hottest thing in west L.A.
house down by the water sails her yacht across the bay
drives a marinello hollywoods her favorite scene
loves to be surounded with superstars that know her name.

{2nd verse}

In a couple a days she had me a bracelet
made from harry winstons place
went horseback up to the mountain top
showin me the land shes got
well its alright but somthing else is on your mind
looking past all that shines now the tears are running thru
all those things are nice but its not why im here
i will wipe away your tears simply by just loving you.

shes miss california hottest thing in west L.A.
house down by the water sails her yacht across the bay
drives a marinello hollywoods her favorite scene
loves to be surounded with superstars that know her name.