FLORIDA BWOY Songtext
von Cochise
FLORIDA BWOY Songtext
Yo′ Cochise, a weh dem a seh?
I have so much bread, I've been stackin′ it up
So much hoes, I ain't passin' them up
Over there gassin′ up
Broke-ass nigga with a passin′ to us
Remember they were laughin' at us
Think tight for your dick crashin′ at us
Ha-ha (Florida man), ha-ha (Florida man), ha-ha (Florida man)
Ha! (Bitch)
Young black Florida boy
Dressed up in that corduroy (Roy)
First they hated me
Now I heard they love the boy (Boy)
Tough, I hate it (For real)
They treat me like Voldemort
I'm in that green, I′m in that green
Bae, I'm Bulbasaur
I got a check and I′m black (Black)
Fresh out my city with wrecks (Wrecks)
I put my city on maps (Maps)
Try me, we pull up with straps (With straps)
I tell that I kick it like Lionel (Lionel)
I got a hit and a high note
Break up, I'm readin' the Bible
I′m minimal like a rhino
They so lame to me, they know not to play with me (They know)
Girl, come play with me (Come play)
Call my friends, I pay the seat
This insane to me
So rich neighbors hatin′ me (As facts)
Fresh out of A to Z (Ok)
Better I got that gang with me (Ok)
I told you I'd do it myself (Myself)
Told you I don′t need no help (No help)
Can't even buy me a belt (For real)
I can do bad by myself (For real)
Ha-ha (For real), ha-ha (Ya-a)
Ayy, like so much bread, I′m stackin' it up
So much charts, I ain′t passin' them up
How many girls like a pack in a bus? (Bus)
Broke-ass nigga with a passin' to us
(Broke-ass nigga with a passin′ to us)
Eat niggas they fried (Broke-ass nigga with a passin′ to us)
Niggas be fried, ha-ha (Broke-ass nigga with a passin' to us)
I′m that Florida chick (He)
On my Florida shit (Shit)
Got some purrs on my teeth
On some Florida shit (Shit)
I see 12 on my ass, now I'm floarin′ it (Okay)
I got God here on my side
And I'm adorein′ it (Okay)
Florida man is a Florida man, Florida is a Florida
I'm getting sick and tired of all these guys out in Florida
Like what's, what do they have in that Florida water?
What′s wrong with Florida?
I have so much bread, I've been stackin′ it up
So much hoes, I ain't passin' them up
Over there gassin′ up
Broke-ass nigga with a passin′ to us
Remember they were laughin' at us
Think tight for your dick crashin′ at us
Ha-ha (Florida man), ha-ha (Florida man), ha-ha (Florida man)
Ha! (Bitch)
Young black Florida boy
Dressed up in that corduroy (Roy)
First they hated me
Now I heard they love the boy (Boy)
Tough, I hate it (For real)
They treat me like Voldemort
I'm in that green, I′m in that green
Bae, I'm Bulbasaur
I got a check and I′m black (Black)
Fresh out my city with wrecks (Wrecks)
I put my city on maps (Maps)
Try me, we pull up with straps (With straps)
I tell that I kick it like Lionel (Lionel)
I got a hit and a high note
Break up, I'm readin' the Bible
I′m minimal like a rhino
They so lame to me, they know not to play with me (They know)
Girl, come play with me (Come play)
Call my friends, I pay the seat
This insane to me
So rich neighbors hatin′ me (As facts)
Fresh out of A to Z (Ok)
Better I got that gang with me (Ok)
I told you I'd do it myself (Myself)
Told you I don′t need no help (No help)
Can't even buy me a belt (For real)
I can do bad by myself (For real)
Ha-ha (For real), ha-ha (Ya-a)
Ayy, like so much bread, I′m stackin' it up
So much charts, I ain′t passin' them up
How many girls like a pack in a bus? (Bus)
Broke-ass nigga with a passin' to us
(Broke-ass nigga with a passin′ to us)
Eat niggas they fried (Broke-ass nigga with a passin′ to us)
Niggas be fried, ha-ha (Broke-ass nigga with a passin' to us)
I′m that Florida chick (He)
On my Florida shit (Shit)
Got some purrs on my teeth
On some Florida shit (Shit)
I see 12 on my ass, now I'm floarin′ it (Okay)
I got God here on my side
And I'm adorein′ it (Okay)
Florida man is a Florida man, Florida is a Florida
I'm getting sick and tired of all these guys out in Florida
Like what's, what do they have in that Florida water?
What′s wrong with Florida?
Writer(s): Terrell Cox, Jamie Hetherington Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com