Lyrics
These PPP niggas out here
Trying to get this jug
That's how it is
In this Florida rain
Shit could be wet right here
Across the street it ain't
You see these walls
Bitch what the fuck you thank
They ask me where I'm from
I tell her Florida
The grass is always greener
By the water
Them doodoo dreads
When you get cross the border
Gold teeth and black dickies
And some Jordans
They ask me where I'm from
I tell her Florida
Give the fuck nigga
One fifty for the quarter
Them doodoo dreads
When you get cross the border
Gold teeth and black dickies
And some Jordans
They ask me where I'm from
I tell her Florida
Still in the streets after our
Mama's tried to warn us
Did the race when all them
Crackas tried to swarm us
Florida man
Just bought some land for my daughter
Play with her
You getting slaughtered
Candy painted
Damn we made it
This is what we hustle for
We was broke and happy
As if we enjoyed the struggle more
Bitches comes and go
You lose a hoe
Just get another hoe
Niggas steady capping
Like they on it
They don't want it though
(Nope)
We try not to pay attention to these pussy niggas
Where we from
You don't get respect
Unless you whoop a nigga
(Yea yea)
No I'm not a killer
But don't push a nigga
I will walk up to your section
And just get to mushin nigga
Bubble chevy
Seven treys
Gators Noles
And Hurricanes
Little league stay on swole
On the side line
Betting on game
My state
Second to none
Legally I'll bust a gun
Where big steppers never run
They ask me where I'm from
I tell her Florida
The grass is always greener
By the water
Them doodoo dreads
When you get cross the border
Gold teeth and black dickies
And some Jordans
They ask me where I'm from
I tell her Florida
Give the fuck nigga
One fifty for the quarter
Them doodoo dreads
When you get cross the border
Gold teeth and black dickies
And some Jordans
They ask me where I'm from
I tell her Florida
My goal is to do a
Few bands a day
I chase money
Like it ran away
I'll take something
Make it stand up straight
And I leave it in
Now her period late
I always smile
This my serious face
In FLA
We don't PLAY
I get a CPN
And a bag of weed
And a PPP
In the same place
I got a whole half of this pill kept
I get to jigging good
I'll kill death
That nigga feet little
Buddy
We'll step
Shout out to
Corporate Cheese
He a real chef
I'm a Florida nigga
Until death
And the coolest nigga
Is myself
I got literally seventeen grams left
Ima reup
If I don't do nothing else
Get a blade
Give that coke a Boosie fade
Get a way
Stamp your passport today
I'll fade
But I'm into shooting thangs
I'm ok
Long as me and my people straight
I like to grind
Long as we gone grind together
I like to shine
Long as we gone shine together
Our time
Cuban link around whatever
Put your pink by ya mouth
If you a Florida nigga
They ask me where I'm from
I tell her Florida
The grass is always greener
By the water
Them doodoo dreads
When you get cross the border
Gold teeth and black dickies
And some Jordans
They ask me where I'm from
I tell her Florida
Give the fuck nigga
One fifty for the quarter
Them doodoo dreads
When you get cross the border
Gold teeth and black dickies
And some Jordans
They ask me where I'm from
I tell her Florida
WRITERS
Dwayne James, Florizel Rowe Jr, Jeffrey Fuller
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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