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Florida Boy

by Forreign Godd

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They look at my jays an go wow! (Wow) Of course I got gold in ma mouth (Yea) 30 choppers in tha House (WWhoa) Florida Florida Florida Florida boy no doubt (Doubt) We don't smoke mids only loud (Facts) Best trappers come from the south (On God) Florida Florida Florida F L what we bout! (Yea) We grow dreads and they wild (Wild) You can tell we straight from the south Yeah I'm from the street like the curb, You know I come straight from the burg I Hop in the Forreign go sktrr but I shouldn't too hi on syrup No cocaine, or the pills just some herb (Yeahhhh) Get for a show what you get for a bird (Birddd) If it anit about money then swerv (Swervvvv) The prince of FL that's my word (Ayyyyyye Yani voice) You mess with the gang we gone bang Forreign Forreign Forreign gang They digging the swag and the slang 54th boys what im reppin yah (Ooh) You niggas is copies ya replicas (Carbon) She diggin the paint cause it's dripping bruh (It wet) These rims cannot fit on a challenger Got on more chains than a prisoner You know I get work from the Zoe's (Zapasay) Got so much cash it can't fold They look at my jays an go wow Feel like a pharaoh I'm in love with gold Posted on ninth and it's swole (Swole) Pigs out 12 on patrol (Troll) Never snitch ima G to the code Fuck I'm trippin a G to the bode They look at my jays an go wow! (Wow) Of course I got gold in ma mouth (Yea) 30 choppers in tha House (Whoa) Florida Florida Florida Florida boy no doubt (Doubt) We don't smoke mids only loud (Facts) Best trappers come from the south (On God) Florida Florida Florida F L what we bout! (Yea) We grow dreads and they wild (Wild) You can tell we straight from the south Feel like a Buddhist i stay with the piece Don't do zips only pounds of the weed Went from stealing to pushing them keys To getting lock we anit coppin a plea Ride with jits that have gold on they teeth Every gold rep what we did in the street Lo lo load up, cock back and then squeeze We anit vegan we down for beef You know we mix sprite with the lean She digging the fit its so clean Good chick but her body so mean She wanna hit gotta top off the team You know i got work for the cro No lady just fuck on these hoes Sub zero the neck got it froze Forreign dip to the top bring it low Posted on ninth an its swole Pigs out 12 on patrol Never snitch ima G to the code Man im tripping a G to the bode

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