Album Cover Florida Shit

Florida Shit

TORY LANEZ

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Motherfucker

That′s why I fucked your bitch

Haha, ayy, ayyThis shit specially sent out (it's specially sent)

To all my niggas from Florida (all my bitches too)

Haha, ayy, ayy

Yeah, I′m talking North Miami, poppin' to Orlando

Jacksonville, Tampa, all y'all niggas up there, I see you (oh, shit, bitch)

Ayy, Kodak, you gon′ be proud of this flow right here

Watch this, watch this, ayy

Check

I swear ′fore God, I'm only stepping for my own fam

I′m praying when I see my enemy, this shit don't jam

He been staying inside like quarantine, that′s why I don't see him

Hope my label drop, they know it′s me soon as them hoes see 'em

I'm swagging up out that hot car, look like I′m Puerto Rican (what?)

From out of the dark, we rockstars, and plus, we holding pieces

You wouldn′t even let me get that pussy, why you wanna tease me?

You on your period at 5:00 a.m., then why you wanna see me? (Lil' bitch)

I′m putting my foot down on these hoes and now they talking easy

Getting ready to dip all on this chick, it look like Polynesian

My flow west-side, my bitch chest out

Got catch me from the left side, 'cause that′s my best side

Got to hop in and ride this dick 'cause ain′t no time to test drive

She ain't do shit for your side, but she getting fucked, this side

20 thousand dollars in bottles, my tendencies taller

Lie to him, said it was runts, but I sold him gelato

I know that bitch be calling me daddy

But that bitch ain't my daughter (nah)

Jay whipping up in that Catty ′cause that Lambo stalling

I done shot dice with everybody in Barcelona

30 thousand, well, tell a bitch to call her homie, ayy

Rockin′ Prada, I'm looking like the God father

Ayy, spoil the bitch, you′d think the bitch my God daughter (yeah)

We moving the ZaZa way out in Texas

Niggas hating, I clique up with the Mexicans

Telling you, I'm a lil′ more famous, bitch, I ain't a pedestrian (woah)

Yeah, I′m a lil' too faded, I might fuck your best friend, woah

I'm topping on ZaZa, I′m one with the raw-raw

Fucking these bitches, I′m making them top off, hoe, til' she cock off

"Want me to take you to dinner, baby?" Mm, nah-uh

Giving a fuck, I take the baddest lil′ bitch to Popeyes

I got the Urus painted yellow just to match the furniture

Whores on my floor dancing like it's Caribana

She think she poppin′ 'cause he eat a pussy, bitch, nada

Yeah, I promise around here, shawty, you gets nada

A lot of these pussy niggas will tell you they love you but they leaches

You say you love me and you my partner, why I ain′t get on no feature?

I'm doing this shit for them Florida jit's that′s out here doing my pieces

She running and slipping to that bank, bitch, I feel like Regis (yeah)

Okay, I′m poppin' Prada, I′m dropping dollars

I'm poppin′ the bitch then pop your collar, I got to holler

I'm fucking a bitch from Guatemala, with all the dawga

I′m stepping this bitch, I ain't a baller, I'm baller, baller

Okay, and I ain′t no getting back out the beef

Fuck niggas try to trick me out the streets

If I ever copped a plea and I was tryna keep a player (what?)

Just know, I′ma kill your ass later, boy (haha)

Back to these hoes, you know they've gotten so filthy

She hopping up on my dick, she tryna ride it and milk it

She like how the inside of my Rolls-Royce so silky

I like how the inside of that pussy felt when I peeled it (yeah)

She dropped down, got her eagle on, then I kill′t it

My auntie tried to tell me "Stop sippin'," I still sip

It′s propaganda, I drop the Fanta

I'm mixing the lean, the Tropicana

Like arm and hammer

And I′m a gangster on the scene, but not on camera (nah)

The fuck nigga be doing my green, so I'ma blam him (bap, bap)

It's Tory, nigga, ayy

And when you see swanging on that mo′fuckin′ 95

And your bitch swanging out that window like "Damn, who the fuck is that, nigga?"

Just know, nigga, it's me shining like a mo′fuckin' diamond

If I′m lying, I'm flying, bitch, you know what the hell it is, man

Anytime I go out I′m in there like swimwear

Out there like mouth gettin' bitched

I'm sliding down from mo′fuckin′ Lauderdale, just picked up a QP

Rich niggas at Taboose, broke boys at boobies, man

You know how this shit is

Uh, Mr. red cup, one cup, two cup, blue cup, I keep on going

Your hoe keep on hoeing

And anytime I get caught with this ice, nigga, it keep on snowing

Damn, these hoes love me, nigga

You know what it is, I'm sippin′ bubbly, nigga

I got hoes on my dick, nigga, and I can never stop it, why?

'Cause I′m gorgeous, baby, I'm fuckin′ gorgeous

That's my outro