Lyrics:
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Shawty just hit my phone, told me to slide to Miami Beach
Now I'm in Italy
But when I get back, bet I go fuck with that Florida piece
You want to be
and Broadway, them boys real
You know them boys they don't play
Aiiyo, I'm bouncing through an ounce or two
My crib look like the Fountainblue
A fountain too -
up to the sky
Don't wanna shake your hand when you whine about Dubai
And me no understand why they whine when cash supplied
Rich life is in high demand
'bout it
Alabama, even Georgia
And all you other motherfuckers down in Southside Florida
You know they 'bout it, 'bout it 'cause we 'bout it, 'bout it
the lines
To leave tears up all of me
Yes I believed in everyday
Get it and hurry up, get it and hurry up, get it and hurry up and go
Get it and hurry
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
as the various
things and selves we have to bring and sell. I'm all up
in that with y'all, even when I go off. it's just that we
got to talk about our masks
I'm like why don't anybody just mind they bis, I'm like
Coming straight from the underground
Got a thing in my head, that's a compound
Got a thing in my
on your shoulder
I'mma blow the back off it
Drop you off the bridge in Florida
Feed you to the dolphins
Cop 100 bricks in Georgia drive
'em to the office
Caught my wife with another man
Now I'm doin' ninety-nine
At a prison down in Georgia
Close to the Florida line.
I've been here for twelve 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
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
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'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 me child
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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,
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