Florida Ting (sped) Lyrics

(It would've been mine if hadn't been for those meddling kids!)

Give her dick, she in the mood, she ornery

Have u ever hit the toll off a four of lean?

I don't want no job, I think music more important to me

On stage wit da mob, all dese bad bitches recordin' me

Can't stand when she talk, dis lil hoe be borin' me

Play like they gon' cop, den block, nigga can't een afford a beat

Back den they ain't think I'd pop, they wasn't een sure of me

Where I'm from, dese hoes be bops, I need a florida ting

I'm finna be da star dat I was born to be

Know she wanna fuck, she keep tryna complement my jewelry

Can tell by the lil look in her eye what she tryna do to me

Hmm, I don't wanna kick it, I cannot condone the foolery

Fuck a money counter, think I might thumb

With Jaykho & Chaz, they tryn strike sumn

Imma pass, if they throw in a bag, den I might come

Dat bitch a rat, nigga yo goofy ass ain't pick the right one

Give her dick, she in the mood, she ornery

Have u ever hit the toll off a four of lean?

I don't want no job, I think music more important to me

On stage wit da mob, all dese bad bitches recordin' me

Can't stand when she talk, dis lil hoe be borin' me

Play like they gon' cop, den block, nigga can't een afford a beat

Back den they ain't think I'd pop, they wasn't een sure of me

Where I'm from, dese hoes be bops, I need a florida ting

(It would've been mine if hadn't been for those meddling kids!)