White lines, pretty baby, tattoos
Don't know what they mean
They're special, just for you
White palms, baking powder on the stove
Cooking up a dream, turning diamonds into snow
I feel you, pretty baby, feel me
Turn it up hot, loving you is free
I like it down, like it down way low
But you already know that
You already know
Come on down to Florida
I got something for ya
We could see the kilos or the Keys, baby, oh ya
Guns in the summertime
Chic-a-Cherry Cola lime
Prison isn't nothing to me if you'll be by my side
Yayo, yayo, yayo
And all the dope fiends
Yayo, yayo, yayo
Sun in my mouth and gold hoops
You like your little baby like you like your drinks, cool
White lines, pretty daddy, go skiing
You snort it like a champ, like the winter we're not in
Come on down to Florida
I got something for ya
We could see the kilos or the Keys, baby, oh ya
Guns in the summertime
Chic-a-Cherry Cola lime
Prison isn't nothing to me if you'll be by my side
Yayo, yayo, yayo
And all the dope fiends
Yayo, yayo, yayo
We could get high in Miami, dance the night away
People never die in Miami, that's what they all say
Come on down to Florida
I got something for ya
We could see the kilos or the Keys, baby, oh ya
Guns in the summertime
Chic-a-Cherry Cola lime
Prison don't mean nothing to me if you'll be by my side
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Majj - Florida Kilos Lyrics
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White lines, pretty baby, tattoos
Don't know what they mean
They're special, just for you
White palms, baking powder on the stove
Cooking up a dream, turning diamonds into snow
I feel you, pretty baby, feel me
Turn it up hot, loving you is free
I like it down, like it down way low
But you already know that
You already know
Come on down to Florida
I got something for ya
We could see the kilos or the Keys, baby, oh ya
Guns in the summertime
Chic-a-Cherry Cola lime
Prison isn't nothing to me if you'll be by my side
Yayo, yayo, yayo
And all the dope fiends
Yayo, yayo, yayo
Sun in my mouth and gold hoops
You like your little baby like you like your drinks, cool
White lines, pretty daddy, go skiing
You snort it like a champ, like the winter we're not in
Come on down to Florida
I got something for ya
We could see the kilos or the Keys, baby, oh ya
Guns in the summertime
Chic-a-Cherry Cola lime
Prison isn't nothing to me if you'll be by my side
Yayo, yayo, yayo
And all the dope fiends
Yayo, yayo, yayo
We could get high in Miami, dance the night away
People never die in Miami, that's what they all say
Come on down to Florida
I got something for ya
We could see the kilos or the Keys, baby, oh ya
Guns in the summertime
Chic-a-Cherry Cola lime
Prison don't mean nothing to me if you'll be by my side
Don't know what they mean
They're special, just for you
White palms, baking powder on the stove
Cooking up a dream, turning diamonds into snow
I feel you, pretty baby, feel me
Turn it up hot, loving you is free
I like it down, like it down way low
But you already know that
You already know
Come on down to Florida
I got something for ya
We could see the kilos or the Keys, baby, oh ya
Guns in the summertime
Chic-a-Cherry Cola lime
Prison isn't nothing to me if you'll be by my side
Yayo, yayo, yayo
And all the dope fiends
Yayo, yayo, yayo
Sun in my mouth and gold hoops
You like your little baby like you like your drinks, cool
White lines, pretty daddy, go skiing
You snort it like a champ, like the winter we're not in
Come on down to Florida
I got something for ya
We could see the kilos or the Keys, baby, oh ya
Guns in the summertime
Chic-a-Cherry Cola lime
Prison isn't nothing to me if you'll be by my side
Yayo, yayo, yayo
And all the dope fiends
Yayo, yayo, yayo
We could get high in Miami, dance the night away
People never die in Miami, that's what they all say
Come on down to Florida
I got something for ya
We could see the kilos or the Keys, baby, oh ya
Guns in the summertime
Chic-a-Cherry Cola lime
Prison don't mean nothing to me if you'll be by my side
Writer: Daniel Quine Auerbach, Elizabeth Grant, Harmony Korine
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC