เพลง Florida Boy

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ศิลปิน Rick Ross, T-Pain, Kodak Black

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เนื้อเพลง Florida Boy

Song: Florida Boy

Artists: Rick Ross/T-Pain/Kodak Black

Rick Ross:

It's 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 it's a car I'ma keep

 

When I learn to represent I remind 'em of Meech

 

Shootouts in Miami can't spend no time on the beach

Do or die hit a blunt 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 let's 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 you're on the shelf

 

Next time you see your daughter bet her heart'll melt

 

Pray for your n**gas if can't do nothin' else

 

Pray you see the bigger picture look at momma health

 

Wake up n**ga wake up

 

Let down the top n**ga that's your pay stub

 

It's hard as hell for this Florida boy

 

Home of young n**gas killin' with no remorse with no remorse

 

Home of young n**gas killin' with no remorse

T Pain:

Yeah b**th I'm a Florida Boy

73s to them AMGs now we rollin' boys

 

And my momma raised me FLA paid me

I beat all of them cases I'm on

 

B**ch I'm a Florida boy

Old school big **s rims sittin' like Tonka Toys

 

I got a Florida state of mind now I be on my grind now

Let my n**gas shine now they on

Rick Ross:

 

I could've been a student my mind was polluted

 

Project unit n**ga I could smell all the raw sewage

 

Told myself

 

Time to go do this

 

Sidelines can't be switching up like I'm Ray Lewis

 

For the young n**gas watching I'm rocking my jewelry

 

Turn it into franchises

 

Jonny Dang seen a lot of change

 

Substituted for them days I miss my father's face

 

Wake up n**ga wake up

 

All these politicians need they face cut

 

Beefing with n**gas you went to school with

 

Easter Sunday at church prayed in the pulpit

 

I'm rocking Rollies with homies I made some moves with

I'm buying homes for the woadies we toted tools with

 

Quit acting funny get money and f**k some new chicks

 

Or get buried with n**gas you broke the rules with

T Pain:

Yeah b**th I'm a Florida Boy

73s to them AMGs now we rollin' boys

 

And my mama raised me FLA paid me

I beat all of them cases I'm on

 

B**ch I'm a Florida boy

 

Old school big **s rims sittin' like Tonka Toys

 

I got a Florida state of mind now I be on my grind now

Let my n**gas shine now they on

 

I ain't gotta hate no n**ga I just keep on winnin'

Call me a Florida boy

 

My b**th'll pull up in the Chevy you can't keep up with her

Call me a Florida boy

 

You ain't gon' hit me for no lick b**th I keep it on me

Call me a Florida boy

 

Top down by myself but I'm never lonely

Call me a Florida boy

Kodak Black:

See I ain't really finna have remorse for ya

This ain't a Maybach but my Audi 8 seats go way back

They go way back

Studders on the Cutlass

I'm a golden n**ga what

 

Livin' like the OG slime peanut butter

N**ga gotta eat I'm talkin' to the Last Supper

I'm Jordan in this motherf**ker puttin' math numbers up

Project baby street life when I'm a customer

 

Yeah that's what I'm accustomed to

Boy a young bull come charging when he running you

We ain't over there public houses like we growin' too

But it's still a struggle so you can't get too comfortable

'Cause n**gas see that money coming and they try to come for you

But they don't know that this famous sh*t mean nothin' to you

Still keep a gun or two and I still dump the truth

Crawl 'fore I walk started running then I f**king flew

Livin' like The Huxtables but still eatin' Lunchables

 

Yeah and we ain't even leave the porch

We do this sh*t for Florida I was rich before touring

 

Standing on my ten

Been jumped off the porch

Since 14 I had a lawyer

Hit a lick in a stolen car with no headlights

I'll stop at the Wing Stop but not the red light

I killed the whole DMV no star sh*t

Got it off credit cards sh*t yeah larceny

It was back in 2015 me and

 

But I'm just a type of young n**ga listen 'fore I speak

I'd be flaw to say Wayne ain't influence me

I don't play both sides n**ga I keep it too G

I apply rules and sh*t like the rules to the skreet

Whacking n**gas and jacking n**gas for hoes snatching jewelry

I'm a Haitian boy I'm draped up in Cuban link

 

Haitian but I'm draped up in Cuban link

 

I swear we ain't even need the hook

They gave my dawg a long sentence he can't 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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