Florida Kilos

[Verse 1]

White lines, pretty baby, tattoos

Don't know what they mean, they're special, just for you

White lines, baking powder on the stove

Cooking up a dream, turning diamonds into snow

I feel you, pretty baby, feel me

Turn it up hot, loving you is free

I like it down, like it down way low

But you already know that, you already know

(Fuck!)

[Pre-Chorus]

Come on down to Florida

I got something for ya

We could see the kilos or the Keys, baby, oh yeah

Guns in the summertime

Chic-a-Cherry Cola lime

Prison isn't nothing to me if you'll be by my side

[Chorus]

Yayo, yayo, yayo

And all the dope fiends

Yayo, yayo, yayo

(Fuck!)

[Verse 2]

Sun in my mouth and gold hoops

You like your little baby, like you like your drinks: cool

White lines, pretty daddy, go skiing

You snort it like a champ, like the winter we’re not in

(Fuck!)

[Pre-Chorus]

Come on down to Florida

I got something for ya

We could see the kilos or the Keys, baby, oh yeah

Guns in the summertime

Chic-a-Cherry Cola lime

Prison isn't nothing to me if you'll be by my side

[Chorus]

Yayo, yayo, yayo

And all the dope fiends

Yayo, yayo, yayo

(Fuck!)

[Bridge]

We could get high in Miami, ooh, ooh

Dance the night away

People never die in Miami, ooh, ooh

That's what they all say yay

(You believe me, don't you baby?)

[Pre-Chorus]

Come on down to Florida

I got something for ya

We could see the kilos or the Keys, baby, oh yeah

Guns in the summertime

Chic-a-Cherry Cola lime

Prison don't mean nothing to me if you'll be by my side

[Chorus]

Yayo, yayo, yayo

All the Floridians like

Yayo, yayo, yayo

All the Colombians like

Yayo, yayo, yayo

And all my girlfriends

Yayo, yayo, yayo

[Outro]

That's how we do it, like

Mm-mm, pretty baby

White lines, pretty baby

Gold teeth, pretty baby

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Dance the night away