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Florida
24,828
R&B/Soul
Florida was released on October 6, 2021 by Jazzy Xclusiv Ent. & Pub. as a part of the album Chasing a High
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Release DateOctober 6, 2021
LabelJazzy Xclusiv Ent. & Pub.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM109

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jasmin Cadavid
Jasmin Cadavid
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jasmin Cadavid
Jasmin Cadavid
Songwriter
Matthew Lee
Matthew Lee
Songwriter

Lyrics

This is for my la familia
Somethin bout them wicks and gold grills
Palm trees make it so familiar
There's no other place that I would live
And I say stick stick move move (Stick, stick, stick)
Jackson all the way to Mia
I'm with a couple killas and they all don't play
It's gator out here and they all bare face
Stick stick move move
I'm only feelin alive when I'm in Florida
Don't try don't try they will slide
My guys my guys are down and die
Be quiet better check in
Keep a pole with ya that's ya best friend
And all I ever known is the robbers
So tuck ya chain and dodge problems
When you with me
Be G's
Watch how you move
Don't be green
You might be a ten in Georgia
But you are just a five in Florida
Pretty lil bitch professional
Get you high off my love I'm edible
Got a couple runners in the keys
It ain't what you want its what you need
This is for my la familia
Somethin bout them wicks and gold grills
Palm trees make it so familiar
There's no other place that I would live
And I say stick stick move move
Jackson all the way to Mia
I'm w a couple killas and they all don't play
It's gator out here and they all bare face
Stick stick move move
I'm only feelin alive when I'm in Florida
And I got real ones real ones still locked in tgk
Who did what we don't speak cuz we no speak ingles
When I was at the trap I was down and out
They aint think I'd be shit
But look at me now
Got ya man by the dick still holdin the crown
Yea baby that's him know he keepin the pounds (On deck)
Vv gang, got my neck on lit
Why you hatin on me
Kno you ain't bout shit
Can't no bitch sellin pussy even offer no opinion
I been on my villain shit and you don't wanna meet my millions
I'm on cold
Wrist on froze
Ass on swole
These life goals
You might be a ten to New Yorkers
But you are just a two in Florida
This is for my la familia
Somethin bout them wicks n gold grills
Palm trees make it so familiar
There's no other place that I would live
And I say stick stick move move
Jackson all the way to Mia
I'm wit a couple killas n they all don't play
It's gator out here and they all bare face
Stick stick move move
I'm only feelin alive when I'm in Florida
Written by: Jasmin Cadavid, Matthew Lee
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