Lyrics:
I'm a man-child
I'm a hoochie coochie man
Well, well, well, well
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry
Don't hurt me, don't hurt me child
Don't hurt me, don't
I don't feel so bright,
I don't care to sit tight.
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
that I'm free, free to be me.
Black night is a long
the wind
I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geechy-ass nigga
Collard green, neck bone eatin' ass nigga
Always wearin' my jeans baggy saggy
You know Florida
Ride with me
Don't gotta worry for the both of us
Put you in the driver seat
Don't gotta hurry, In the name of the love
When you ride with me
Don't
so horny
And every girl I know be like, "He's so corny"
I want money in a hurry
I'm gettin' tired of leftover curry
I want to fall off, but I
nigga know I'm a star
Keep the chopper on the seat, that how we roll in the car
Booked up every week, that how you know I'm too far
We'll spin
that say that say that
Catch me californicatin' on vacation down in Florida
Used to get 'em by the quarter now I get 'em by the border
We had bricks
uncle took me in, he ran a funeral parlor
He did a lot of nice things for me and I won't forget him
All I know is that I'm thrilled by your kiss
I don't
bout owning the game
Boy I'm so focused you swear there was HD in my name
Oh y'all don't know why I'm here
I'm here for Lyor and Julie
Tez from young
Georgia/
Gold teeth in my mouth like I’m from Florida/
I just fucced a nigga bitch and I charged ha/
Northside nigga/
Right off Hartford/
I just bought
died
And now a hurricane's comin', but don't bother warnin'
Cuz my trailer got swallered by a sinkhole this mornin'
I'm a Florida Man
Now I'm livin' in
I'm stepping in
Yeah, yeah, they say I'm smooth, tell Me something that I don't know
All my shit organic, I ain't paying for
No promo
I'm a Cuban boy,
Where my East Coast people at?
Where my Midwest people at?
I know y'all gon' feel me on this one
And if not that's cool, 'cause I'm gon' feel me
Listen, Ars' in no position to front
Know ya name Durrell Jones, you
Don't load and aim, you talkin' game
It's snakes in the grass but I'm
On point like
Virginia country folks come out to play
Run down to North Carolina make a stop in Greenville
Head on over to Myrtle Beach, House Of Blues y'all know
my life in a hurry
My vision is clear, it ain't blurry
They tought i was gone
But don't worry
I'm back and i'm strong
And im sorry (Sorry not sorry )
man
Man
I'm a rollin' stone
I'm a man-child
I'm a hoochie coochie man
Well, well, well, well
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry
Don't hurt me, don't hurt
bitches
This a perfect story rags to riches
Let's get freaky freaky
Why don't you teach me?
Smack that ass one time now she feeling peachy
NASA I'm deep in
"Yeah Brandon, this is grandpa um I'm gonna be gone tonight
But why don't you give me a call sometime tomorrow ah
I was just wondering if there's
know (daddy just don't know)
I got you in the hood, but
I know what I'm doin' 'cause
That's why we be meeting on the low (meeting on the low)
Meet
and I'm out the door
I'm in a hurry, it's a flurry, no you can't be slow
Never been worried, know I'm worthy, as above so below
Steppin on necks who's next
note)
I do the same thing with my eyes closed
(Eyes closed)
Y'all wanna see a beast you will not know
It's the, yeah I'm city and I'm country
Real
hours from Florida
Niggas get slaughtered, boy, where I'm from
Problems gon' get solved by getting robbed
Causing tear drops and closed caskets
on parole for possession
Two pistol cases pending, I'm on probation in Texas
Bait a man with a thot when she got the opps droppin' messages
Really don't
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