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FLORIDA BWOY Video (MV)




Performed By: Cochise
Language: English
Length: 2:00
Written by: Terrell Cox, Jamie Thomas Hetherington




Cochise - FLORIDA BWOY Lyrics




Yo' Cochise, a weh dem a seh?

Aye so much bread, I've been stackin' it up
So much hoes, I ain't passin' them up
Over there gassin' her up
Broke-ass nigga with a passin' to us

Remember they were laughin' at us
Think twice for you think 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 racks (racks)
I put my city on maps (maps)
Try me, we pull up with straps (with straps)
I tell her 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 (3k)
Thats 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 better pass her to us
(Broke-ass nigga need to pass her to us)

These niggas they fried (broke-ass nigga need to pass her to us)
Niggas be fried, ha-ha (broke-ass nigga need to pass her to us)
I'm that Florida jit (jit)
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 just 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?
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English

Yo' Cochise, a weh dem a seh?

Aye so much bread, I've been stackin' it up
So much hoes, I ain't passin' them up
Over there gassin' her up
Broke-ass nigga with a passin' to us

Remember they were laughin' at us
Think twice for you think 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 racks (racks)
I put my city on maps (maps)
Try me, we pull up with straps (with straps)
I tell her 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 (3k)
Thats 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 better pass her to us
(Broke-ass nigga need to pass her to us)

These niggas they fried (broke-ass nigga need to pass her to us)
Niggas be fried, ha-ha (broke-ass nigga need to pass her to us)
I'm that Florida jit (jit)
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 just 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?
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Writer: Terrell Cox, Jamie Thomas Hetherington
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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