- Florida Boy 歌詞 Rick Ross Kodak Black T-Pain
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- T-Pain Florida Boy 歌詞
- Rick Ross Kodak Black T-Pain
- Maybach Music
Its all this here for a young Florida boy
Where we play football and sell dope, man
Gold rims and sticks, seven trays,
No tops, ya dig, candy paints
Yo
Gold rims, good dope, make a wonderful summer
Heard I was a genius, when it come to the numbers
Do it for the young fathers, still signing the lease
And all the hustlers who got somethin in common with me
If I got the keys, then its a car Ima keep
When I line her up they say I remind em of Meech
Shootouts in Miami, cant spend no time on the beach
Do or die, get a plug, I got a hundred ki
Brought her to Florida, she fell in love with lobster
Then I bent the corner with a couple drops
Get your money , lets reward ourselves
Life a test and every day we got so much to fail
Told you the world was yours, now you in a cell
Center of attention, now you by yourself
Always did the shopping, now youre on the shelf
Next time you see your daughter, bet her heartll melt
Pray for your niggas, if cant do nothin else
Pray you see the bigger picture, look at momma health
Wake up, nigga, wake up
Let down the top, nigga thats your pay stub
Its hard as hell for this Florida boy
Home of young niggas killin with no remorse,
With no remorse
Home of young niggas killin with no remorse
Yeah, bitch, Im a Florida Boy
73s to them AMGs, now we rollin, boys (rollin, boys yeah)
And my momma raised me , FLA paid me
I beat all of them cases, Im on
Bitch, Im a Florida boy
Old school, big-ass rims,
Sittin like Tonka Toys (Tonka Toys yeah)
I got a Florida state of mind now, I be on my grind now
Let my niggas shine now, they on
I couldve been a student, my mind was polluted
Project unit nigga, I could smell all the raw sewage
Told myself, 'Time to go do this'
Sidelines, cant be switching up like Im Ray Lewis
For the young niggas watching, Im rocking my jewelry
Turn it into franchises as you maturing
Jonny Dang seen a lot of chains
Substituted for them days I miss my fathers face
Wake up, nigga, wake up
All these politicians need they face cut
Beefing with niggas you went to school with
Easter Sunday at church, prayed in the pulpit
Im rocking Rollies with homies I made some moves with
Im buying homes for the woadies we toted tools with
Quit acting funny, get money, and fuck some new chicks
Or get buried with niggas you broke the rules with
Yeah, bitch, Im a Florida Boy
73s to them AMGs, now we rollin, boys (rollin, boys yeah)
And my mama raised me, FLA paid me
I beat all of them cases, Im on
Bitch, Im a Florida boy
Old school, big-ass rims,
Sittin like Tonka Toys (Tonka Toys yeah)
I got a Florida state of mind now, I be on my grind now
Let my niggas shine now, they on
I aint gotta hate no nigga, I just keep on winnin
(Call me a Florida boy)
My bitchll pull up in the Chevy,
You cant keep up with her
(Call me a Florida boy)
You aint gon hit me for no lick, bitch I keep it on me
(Call me a Florida boy)
Top down by myself, but Im never lonely
(Call me a Florida boy)
See I aint really finna have remorse for ya
This aint a Maybach but my Audi A8 seats go way back
They go way back
Studders on the Cutlass
Im a golden nigga what
Livin like the OG slime peanut butter
Nigga gotta eat Im, talkin to the Last Supper
Im Jordan in this motherfucker, puttin math numbers up
Project baby street life when Im a customer
Yeah thats what Im accustomed to
Boy a young bull come charging when he running you
We aint over there public houses like we growin too
But its still a struggle so you cant get too comfortable
Cause niggas see that money coming
And they try to come for you
But they dont know that this famous shit mean nothin to you
Still keep a gun or two and I still dump the truth
Crawl fore I walk, started running then I fucking flew
Livin like The Huxtables, but still eatin Lunchables
Yeah, and we aint even leave the porch
We do this shit for Florida , I was rich before touring
Thor, standing on my ten, got it out the floor
Been jumped off the porch
Since 14, I had a lawyer
Hit a lick in a stolen car with no headlights
Ill stop at the Wing Stop, but not the red light
I killed the whole DMV, no star shit
Got it off credit cards, shit, yeah, larceny
It was back in 2015, me and Baby linked
But Im just a type of young nigga, listen fore I speak
Id be flaw to say Wayne aint influence me
I dont play both sides, nigga, I keep it too G
I apply rules and shit like the rules to the skreet
Whacking niggas and jacking niggas for hoes snatching jewelry
Im a Haitian boy, Im draped up in Cuban link
Haitian but Im draped up in Cuban link
I swear we aint even need the hook
They gave my dawg a long sentence,
He cant even read a book
Sniper Gang Music 2, yeah Sniper Gang Music 2
The whole Tri county
I love the Tri county, but I hate everybody
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