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gangstas who on my line that'll blow out your mind
Tell me it's real
Tell me this is real, baby
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
Vici Liberace, I'm rich
my D to your A
That baby got water, baby, on the beach like Florida, baby (yeah)
From Atlanta, when I'm in that pussy, you got me singin', "Oh
ain't lying. credit card will not decline
My New York, Florida rhymes on Atlanta, Georgia time
That's on the borderline, so my records sure to climb
If
White lines, pretty baby, tattoos
Don't know what they mean
They're special, just for you
White palms, baking powder on the stove
Cooking up a dream,
done
I'm guaranteed to give you satisfaction.
I might not be the best in the world but the best the worlds ever seen.
I'm all been in Georgia's
complete
Like Nikes on my feet, baby you be all I need
Such lonely company
I think I got some issues
Damn it's been five years and I still miss you
turns to you
And I hear you're doin' fine
Livin' out by the county line
Got a man that's home every night
A couple of kids and the kind of life
That
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Psychopathic News Hotline of Florida
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love in different places yeah
Back and forth between Florida, Georgia, Detroit, Pennsylvania
You was moving through the states hell yeah
While I was
Uh-huh, uh-huh, baby, yeah, yeah
(Cut it up, oh, oh, oh!)
Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, baby, uh-huh
Uh-huh, baby, uh-huh, yeah, yeah
Baby, yeah, yeah,
face with some ocean eyes
Didn't know what I was searching for
Till I saw her walk by on the Florida shore
I said "hey baby" then my jaw hit the floor
Georgia
Fucking shit up in Florida
Peer pressure is on my heart
And my fear is in the aroma (nigga)
Bruh, you acting like a bitch ass nigga
Peelin' down
my baby
You know I ain't letting them damn
You know I'm the man, I pull up and hop out and fire
These niggas gon' die, if these niggas come try
We
and a little bit wild
My friends and I cruisin' nice and slow
Florida Georgia Line on the stereo
Timing all the red lights checkin' out the scenery
Dibs
Uh-huh, uh-huh, baby, yeah, yeah
(Cut it up, oh, oh, oh!)
Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, baby, uh-huh
Uh-huh, baby, uh-huh, yeah, yeah
Baby, yeah, yeah,
stood in line and left my name
took about six hours or so
Well, the man just grinned like it was all a game
said they'd let me know
I put in my
I stood in line and left my name
Took about six hours or so
Well, the man just grinned like it was all a game
Said they'd let me know
I put in my
boo never complain
He gone do it if you don't
I got this guy up in the north
Call me his Georgia peace jawn
My Florida jit
He so damn crazy
Tell them
bread and you know we gone get it
4 4 Any speed imma hit it
Imma be on that Florida Georgia line
Girl check your time
I’ll be home any minute, yea
they want to
Bitch from Florida she go Dade when she want to baby
Ima baller I go Wade if I want to
Ride for me you goin have to ride for me yea
Try for
wet like water
It’s Hot girl summer and she breed out of Florida
Still got a lil a peach and her stripper name Georgia still got the club going up
bitches who clippin' your dick off
I'm a boss champagne with the steak
Pink rose jay sittin' ace by tha case
Brisco line to young nigga what it do
He
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