Search results for 'Florida+room' Page #7

and eighty eight miles
Away from me

I hope its nice out in Florida
And sunny out today
And though you feel
So far away
Part of me
Is in Florida too
Eating ice

gazing sadly at the oil paintings on the walls and the Persian rugs on the floor
You can't take it with you, you know
Last planes got no room to stow
No

So many things to attend to 
So many places to be
The mountains roll right past my window
Like a half-watched bar room TV

If I could die just for

So many things to attend to 
So many places to be
The mountains roll right past my window
Like a half-watched bar room TV

If I could die just for

We're coming to you live now brotha
From
Y'know sun, sunny South Florida with the boy Jethro
And I'm here to tell ya (Two faces)
I don't not know

Everyday I make sure my room is clean
I be chasing at my dreams
My fat ass cousin hogging for the Cookies and Crème
My nigga say he acting like a feen
Shout

We can catch a Southwest flight down there to Florida
Wade out in that blue water
We can take my old Toyota to Atlanta
Catch the Braves playin'

Black Thought, yo, while I exhibit the
Styles from the artist
Boast strokes of lyrical darkness
Enter the style, severin' rooms
Just like apartments, ill

crying, "our baby's a bum!"
But them Florida girls kept him at ease
Ginger and Rose and Jasmine and all
The other smells on the breeze

Up from the marshes,

I met her in a town in central Florida
Little itty bitty town
But I put her on a jet out to LAX
Bright lights and the palm trees
Furst time that she

of my own
And that ain't probably ending soon
Is that the reaper on the road
Or did I see him in the room
I ain't smoked in a grip
Are you smoking again?

yeah,
They was the hottest chicks,
In all of Miami..
at least the Miami in Florida

(Chorus)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The hot Miami weather
was well spent

All my friends dead call me Uzi
She scratching on my chest think I'm Bruce lee
I fucked her by accident like whoopsie
Rico in the room you know I'm gone

Shove That Warrant Up Your Ass

G.G. Allin

Brutality and Bloodshed for All

up your ass

I've done my time in jails and prison too
Emergency rooms are nothing new
I've been picked apart by a shrink or two
But nothing you can do

Casablanca

Raekwon

Immobilarity

1999

shot wid a AK up in the south
Paramedics rocked her, 
Said she had connections out Anartica
Barrels of juices from Florida
Can't forget live dusthead

Table teaspoons
Fake goons with balloons shit it out
Make room
How them niggas ate strait tunes yo
Horror flick scriptures
Godfather flicks

Girl let's take flights overseas
See the sights while we feelin' the breeze
Wrap you up in the Florida Keys
This rap money like trampolines
This rap

Orlando

The Ugly Americans

Boom Boom Baby

1998

hotel room naked as a jaybird
Down in Orlando in the middle of the night

So I called up an old friend to see how he was doing
But he sounded like

I'll bring Atari back
Running shit while I'm smoking
I Need what shaccari had
Can we have a good time like you Florida Evan's
Shawty heat I'll make it

even now, the loudest in the room be bogus nigga
Slidin down the I Soufbound real Florida nigga
Hold on (aye aye)
My lil brother say he banging blue

Good vibes only yea
My feng shui different
Like when you change the room
Good vibes only yea
I don't know why God made me this way
Thank you I

would say I don't trap no more
Got zips in the fridge, got packs by the door
Got ya baby mama rent sittin' on the living room floor
Niggas just copped

The Travel Jam

Brand Nubian

In God We Trust [Explicit Version]

1993

and my Grand Old Earth goodbye 

[SX] Cool, I guess we're splittin 

Is there anything I'm forgettin? 

Let me check my room, oh yeah there goes my

need.
If I bargain with the universe could I have a star to keep?
Do you really have to leave?

The central Florida sunlight was, for once, not so bad.