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letra de florida man - sylvan lacue

[intro: darius & earn]
how’s your parents?
good! good they’re driving to florida right now to visit my uncle who’s dying
mm, florida eh? make sure to tell them to watch out for florida man
what’s florida man?

[verse 1]
yeah, yeah, uh yeah yeah, mm
n-nahh, n-nahh, n-nahh
i remember sh-t from way back
[?] surfer with the wave caps
daddy visits on the weekends
sega genesis and peach fizz
[?] on a megaphone
budweiser, cigarillo [?]
lotto tickets scratching h-lla skrong
purple beepers paved the telephones
got my sh-t [?]
pickled mangoes with the pepper flakes
[?] had the whole town
never hesitate to levitate

[chorus]
florida man, florida man, florida man, ay
florida man, florida man, florida man, ya
florida man, florida man, florida man, ay
county line road for the b-tter man, uh

[verse 2]
sunshine elementary
miramar had my heart tied
then i parted to 187
north miami beach was on the wrong side
racing scooters on a sat-rday
cottage cove apartments where my grandma stay
always brought us cookies, pizzas, lemonade
burgers, fries, pound, lemon, feta cakes
i was but a boy back then, ya
trying to fill a void back then, ya
momma never liked my swag, wow
boy you’re just like your dad, how?
you don’t even know that n-gga, ya
he don’t even show up with us, ya
he ain’t ever grow up with us
i don’t really give a d-mn, it don’t make no differ, ya
used to pick me up in beamer, benz, or bentley just to take me out to lauderdale
sistrunk where the robbers dwell
stretch em out in for a cotton cell
campfires in the backyard
hundred dollars for the child support
bring me back and we would smile of course
daddy loves you holding down the sport

[chorus]
florida man, florida man, florida man, ay
florida man, florida man, florida man, ya
florida man, florida man, florida man, ya
25 cent for a soda can, ya
pickled eggs, chicken sauce, quarter yams ya
way back when i was a [?] man
picking up trash i was on a day job
florida man, florida man, hold up wait

[verse 3]
n-ggas dying over nothing, that’s an epidemic
no ops, lotta cops, that’s a death sentence
my youngins trapping for the cars, let me hold a star
look i got dreams of a [?] let me get to god
i just wanna save my g’s, ya
i just grow my seeds, ya
i can’t even blow my weed, look
can’t a n-gga roll in peace, ya
can’t a n-gga roll in peace, uh
i don’t even know police, ya
they don’t even know my niece
shoot first ask later when the .44 squeeze
i just wanna save my g’s
i just grow my seeds, d-mn
i can’t even blow my weed, sh-t
can a n-gga roll in peace, uh
can a n-gga roll in peace, ya
i don’t even know police, d-mn
they don’t even know my niece
shoot first ask later when the .44 squeeze, d-mn

[chorus]
florida man, florida man, florida man, uh
florida man, florida man, florida man, uh
florida man, florida man, florida man, ay
25 cent for a soda can, ay
pickled eggs chicken sauce, quarter yams ya
way back when i was a [?] man
picking up trash i was on a day job
florida man, florida man, huh sh-t
florida man, florida man, florida man, ay
25 cent for a soda can ya
pickled eggs chicken sauce, quarter yams ya
way back when i was a [?] man
florida man, florida man, florida man, ay
picking up trash [?] soda can

[outro: dj luna]
dade county
broward county
west palm beaches
sup y’all
they call me dj luna
repping that 305
most definitely
sylvan lacue
“florida man”
let’s come together
we gon’ do this one time for florida
more specifically

- sylvan lacue

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